Gold Fronts

Tom : F#
F# 244332
D# (2x)
G#m 466447
C# (2x)

[Background Tab]
[Intro]
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Hmm, hmm-hmm, hmm, hmm-hmm
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Hmm, hmm-hmm, hmm, hmm-hmm

[Verse 1]
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They don't make enough paper
 G#m C#
All this stream of thought spilling off my notebook
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And they don't make the sane type anymore
 G#m C#
All my homies got problems and

[Pre-Chorus]
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We self medicate
 G#m
What'd you do today?
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I stared at my phone for hours
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Since the city's fucked
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Why don't we twist one up
 G#m C#
Stretch out, hmm, hmm

[Chorus]
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They can't take our gold fronts away
 G#m
Let 'em shine
 C# F#
They can't take our gold fronts away
 D# G#m C#
Let 'em shine (Hmm, hmm-hmm, hmm, hmm-hmm)

[Verse 2]
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They don't make enough days in a month
 G#m C#
I got plans and they're all piled up (Ooh-ooh, yеah)
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And I think this year had a personal vendеtta
 G#m C#
There's always 2031

[Pre-Chorus]
 F# D#
We self medicate
 G#m
What'd you do today?
 C#
I laid here for hours and hours
 F#
Since the city's fucked
 D#
Why don't we twist one up
 G#m C#
Stretch out, out, ooh-ooh

[Chorus 2x]
 F# D#
They can't take our gold fronts away
 G#m C#
Let 'em shine (Oh, oh-oh, oh, oh-oh, hey, hey)
 F# D#
They can't take our gold fronts away (They can't take my gold fronts away)
 G#m C#
Let 'em shine
 F# D#
Hmm, hmm (They can't take my gold fronts away)
 G#m C# F#
Hmm-hmm, they can't take (They can't take my gold fronts away), they can't take our, no
 D# G#m C#
They can't take our gold fronts away, yeah, oh, oh, oh
[Verse 3] -Lil Wayne
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They can't take my gold fronts
 D# G#m
They can't take these white cups that I just poured up
N.C.
They can't take these gold teeth
 C# F#
They can't take this gold leaf that I just rolled up
N.C.
They can't take my gold blunt
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Can't tape my bullet holes up
 G#m
Can't take my close up
N.C.
They can't break my hoes up
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They can't break these shoulders
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Or make my quota
N.C.
And I'm the one they take their notes from
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The one they try to take their flow from
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And if they drip, then I'm the one that it all flows from
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Silence of the Lamb, don't wake this GOAT up
N.C.
They can't take the same road up
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They can't take when I roll up
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With both my doors up
N.C.
They can't take all these chokers
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The gold one, the yellow gold, white gold, nor the rose one
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Can't break all these boulders I broke up
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New one make me hate my old one
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New bae ate my soul up
N.C.
Type of shit make me fold up
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But I'm still ho-hum, I just can't take it slow, huh?
N.C.
I just can't fake it, no front
 G#m
It's me and Fousheé
N.C.
They just can't take this cold front
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They just can't take my gold fronts
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And this is golden
 D#

[Outro]
 G#m C#
I'm like, "Hold up
 F# D#
No one can take my gold fronts away
 G#m C#
No one can take my gold fronts away"
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