CHORDS: $uicideboy$ – 1000 Blunts Chords on Piano & Ukulele

These are the chords for 1000 Blunts by $uicideboy$ on Piano, Ukulele, Guitar, and Keyboard

[Chorus]
Em
Hold tight, hold tight
                  C
I know this in my mind,
                  G
I know this in my mind, hey
Em
Hold tight, hold tight
                  C
I know this in my mind,
                  G
I know this in my mind, oh hey
Em
Hold tight, hold tight
                  C
I know this in my mind,
                  G
I know this in my mind, hey
Em
Hold tight, hold tight
                  C
I know this in my mind,
                  G
I know this in my mind, oh hey

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[Verse]
               Em
Yo, light that cigarette,
I'm trippin', Ash it on my bitches
          C
Taking my dose, I never skip it,
            G
Still in my hood, a pistol gripping
      Em
Still got a hundred blunts,
Got that Bape up in my cup
            C
Stay with a bitch in the cut,
                 G
Who stay with my dick in her guts
Em
Wetto the King of the Grey,
Self park,
I don't fuck with the valet, sheesh
C
Private jet, fuck a delay,
        G
Went to Paris and back in a day
      Em
Okay, no, I'm never okay,
Bitch, stop asking
C
Came up, supported my family,
         G
Just for that,
they should give me a Grammy, uh
Em
Running and ducking the slammer,
Thinking 'bout cocking the hammer
    C
The lights, the glitter, the glamor,
G
None of this shit even matters
Em
None of this shit make me happy,
Wound up in rehab instead of a casket
C
Locking me up and they
                      G
had the rooms padded,
Made a straight jacket my fashion
Em
Ruby da Motherfucker,
Grim reaping, I'm undercover
     C
Soul seeking, I found another bitch,
      G
Who's thinking that I'm her lover, no
Em
Reason I keep on shrugging, Blunt
is cashed, let's keep 'em coming
     C
Only weed keeps me from bugging and
     G
from  seeking out more destruction
      Em
I'm a pro at self-doubt,
                 C       G
but I doubt I'll ever knooooow
           Em
That these bitches want
me to fly 'em out,
                             C
Just because I upped the glooooow
          Em
All these fuckboys wanna be me,
but they keep it on the low
         C
And talk shit about me and
                       G
my cousin, While we're thumbing
through our dough
         Em
All this fame is such a curse,
sometimes I wish I was a ghost
         C
Watch me raise the
fucking dead next time
        G
I'm on stage at a shoooow

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[Interlude]
Em                 C  G
Haunted, haunted
Em                 C  G
haunted, haunted

[Chorus]
Em
Haunted, haunted,
                  C
I can't escape my mind
                    G
It's like I'm doing time,
all the time
Em
Exhausted, lost it,
                C
just one little line
                    G
Have this talk with God
all the time, yeah
Em
Haunted, haunted,
                  C
I can't escape my mind
                    G
It's like I'm doing time,
all the time
Em
Exhausted, lost it,
                C
just one little line
                    G
Have this talk with God
all the time, yeah