Red Leather: accordi di
Future

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Intro 1

C#m

So you thinkin'

Verse 1
that you gon',
C#m C#m 
 
I ain't gon'
D D 
 
Speak from my heart,
A A 
 
you know what I'm sayin'?
C#m C#m 
 
A A 
 
D D 
 
A A 
 
I'm one thousand
D D 
 
Yeah
A A 
 
I done turned a dancer

Verse 2
D D 
 
to a trophy
A A 
 
C#m C#m 
 
A A 
 
D D 
 
I done balled with rings like Kobe
C#m C#m 
 
D D 
 
Never send a tweet with  emotions, uh
A A 
 
She heard I sip lean,
C#m C#m 
 
D D 
 
she got   emotional
A A 
 
C#m C#m 
 
A A 
 
D D 
 
Codeine got my heart like  opium
A A 
 
I can feel her heart beatin' when
D D 
 
I'm huggin' her
A A 
 
Take me back to Kingston to see
D D 
 
my ancestors
A A 
 
Pissin' on your grave in
D D 
 
some red leather
A A 
 
Turbo

Verse 3
Panamera, the seat
bird feathers
D D 
 
A A 
 
E E 
 
D D 
 
Keep La on me like Carmelo
Don't lie to me,
A A 
 
C#m C#m 
 
A A 
 
D D 
 
A A 
 
D D 
 
I'm on God   levels
A A 
 
C#m C#m 
 
A A 
 
D D 
 
Forever's not long enough
If it's endless,
A A 
 
D D 
 
A A 
 
what we doin'?
D D 
 
A A 
 
Either you a rebel or what we
D D 
 
A A 
 
C#m C#m 
 
doin'?
D D 
 
A A 
 
Toast codeine, trap stars,
D D 
 
what we doin'?

Verse 4
A A 
 
A few remain nameless deserve
D D 
 
my dedication
A A 
 
I just want my movement like Larry Davis
D D 
 
Came from Amsterdam,
A A 
 
E E 
 
A A 
 
D D 
 
had my head up
A A 
 
D D 
 
Screenshot bitches got me fed up
Playin' with the white for
C#m C#m 
 
A A 
 
D D 
 
green like a Celtic
A A 
 
She ain't tryna share me,
D D 
 
she thinkin' selfish
I just bought my young bitch
A A 
 
D D 
 
some new Rosettas
A A 
 
D D 
 
Went to Tokyo, I had to hit the ghetto

Verse 5
Like to kick it with her 'cause
C#m C#m 
 
she play soccer
D D 
 
Introduced her to some goons, nigga,
A A 
 
C#m C#m 
 
D D 
 
and some robbers
Now she want that Bentay
A A 
 
ga and it's obvious
D D 
 
Real patience for them
A A 
 
big faces and I got it
D D 
 
A A 
 
C#m C#m 
 
A A 
 
D D 
 
Still faded from the last night off   molly
C#m C#m 
 
A A 
 
D D 
 
The ones work at Magic, work at Follies
A A 
 
D D 
 
I just left Onyx and caught a body
A A 
 
Fuck your wife at the back
D D 
 
of King of Diamonds

Verse 6
C#m C#m 
 
Turn me on, she don't care
D D 
 
I put my thumb in
A A 
 
Leave me all alone,
D D 
 
I'm throwin' a party
How I'm gon' have commitment
A A 
 
D D 
 
in this world of sin?
A A 
 
Try my best to love you in
D D 
 
this world we in
C#m C#m 
 
D D 
 
Take another look  at every foreign I'm in
A A 
 
C#m C#m 
 
A A 
 
D D 
 
End up with the bitches that  I started with
I must've been on a pill
A A 
 
D D 
 
when I recorded this

Verse 7
A A 
 
Had the stick in my hand
D D 
 
while I was typin' it
I know I'm arrogant,
A A 
 
D D 
 
but don't be trifling
A A 
 
I iced out you once and you
D D 
 
got iced again
These guitars sound like Parliament
I just blowed a check,
A A 
 
D D 
 
baby pardon me
A A 
 
D D 
 
All- black trim, dark burgundy
A A 
 
D D 
 
A A 
 
D D 
 
Keep it real with me, no perjury
A A 
 
Put them bags on her arm like
D D 
 
weighed sand
A A 
 
Saks Fifth Avenue,
D D 
 
she ran through 80 bands

Verse 8
D D 
 
A A 
 
Got your passport ready, we some aliens
D D 
 
A A 
 
Got my transporter up out my radius
D D 
 
A A 
 
Got my transporter,
whip Mercedes- Benz
D D 
 
A A 
 
I could never give up on what we had
D D 
 
A A 
 
Abracadabra, make my side bitch better
D D 
 
Chanel trench,
A A 
 
pussy taste like pineapple
D D 
 
I'ma stay down with you,
A A 
 
D D 
 
but don't give me a headache
A A 
 
Lifestyle's radical,
D D 
 
please excuse the medies

Verse 9
California housing,
A A 
 
D D 
 
gettin' better with my veggies
Audemars, Richard Mille came
A A 
 
C#m C#m 
 
A A 
 
D D 
 
in a     FedEx
Smash her like a grudge that I ain't
A A 
 
E E 
 
A A 
 
never gettin' deaded
D D 
 
Sippin' on mud while I'm
A A 
 
lookin' at my presi'
D D 
 
Presidential tints in the back,
A A 
 
I done made it
D D 
 
Bitch, you better stay on your shit,
A A 
 
you gettin' graded
D D 
 
Take you to a spa in Saint Barts,
A A 
 
is you ready?
D D 
 
A A 
 
Whip the double- R with the stars
D D 
 
in the headrest

Verse 10
Caught up with these broads, baby,
C#m C#m 
 
did I change the address?
D D 
 
Times got hard and I fucked
C#m C#m 
 
A A 
 
off   your lashes
D D 
 
Everything real,
C#m C#m 
 
A A 
 
I got my gold veneers added
D D 
 
A A 
 
Motherfuckin' addict, but I will rock a Patek
D D 
 
If your love was a drug,
A A 
 
maybe it would be acid
D D 
 
I know I lost your trust,
A A 
 
but I made you relapse
D D 
 
A A 
 
I gotta be on a pill to tell
you how I'm feelin'
D D 
 
A A 
 
D D 
 
I tippy- toe and I dance with the devil
A A 
 
I'll take a whole boat out to
C#m C#m 
 
A A 
 
D D 
 
Bahamas
A A 
 
D D 
 
Shawty ride for a real one like a gunner

Verse 11
A A 
 
D D 
 
I done turned a dancer to a trophy
A A 
 
C#m C#m 
 
D D 
 
I done balled with rings like Kobe
A A 
 
C#m C#m 
 
Never send a tweet with
A A 
 
D D 
 
emotions, uh
A A 
 
She heard I sip lean,
D D 
 
she got emotional
A A 
 
D D 
 
Codeine got my heart like opium
A A 
 
I can feel her heart beatin' when
D D 
 
I'm huggin' her
C#m C#m 
 
Take me back to Kingston to see
D D 
 
my ancestors
C#m C#m 
 
Pissin' on your grave in    some
D D 
 
C#m C#m 
 
D D 
 
red leather
A A 
 
Pissin' on your grave in
D D 
 
some red leather

Verse 12
C#m C#m 
 
A A 
 
D D 
 
Forever's    not long enough
If it's endless,
C#m C#m 
 
A A 
 
D D 
 
A A 
 
what we doin'?
D D 
 
A A 
 
Toast codeine, trap stars,
D D 
 
what we doin'? (Yeah)

Verse 13
A A 
 
Pluto got 20 girlfriends, damn,
I'm doin' it wrong
D D 
 
Cut off all my hoes,
A A 
 
now I'm only puttin' you in a song
D D 
 
A A 
 
Day one, shawty been with
A A 
 
me from the playground
D D 
 
A A 
 
Hey now, baby, that's the reason
I was playin' 'round
D D 
 
Runnin' like a chicken with
A A 
 
his head cut off
D D 
 
Through the streets where the freaks
A A 
 
love the red leather
D D 
 
A A 
 
On my shoulder blades, in my older age
See the error of my ways
D D 
 
A A 
 
But I'm still not totally over
D D 
 
all the temptation

Verse 14
A A 
 
Why does sin give you all
D D 
 
the sensation?
A A 
 
Yeah, I'm with Future up
D D 
 
in Onyx just wastin'
A A 
 
A lot of money on a stripper
D D 
 
education
A A 
 
Throw so much paper that we
D D 
 
causin' the inflation
A A 
 
Now it's late and I'm
D D 
 
gettin' impatient
A A 
 
Might run a train on a
D D 
 
bitch, Penn Station
Nah, I'm playin', I'm just lit,
D D 
 
gettin' wasted
A A 
 
E E 
 
And she whisper in my ear
A A 
 
D D 
 
she wanna taste it

Verse 15
A A 
 
C#m C#m 
 
D D 
 
Damn, you makin' it hard for me
But I'm stayin' strong,
A A 
 
I got authority
D D 
 
A A 
 
Willpower, when I dub a
C#m C#m 
 
baddie, I feel power
D D 
 
C#m C#m 
 
Me and Astro 6'4", we
A A 
 
the Twin Towers
D D 
 
Twin Glocks with the switch
A A 
 
C#m C#m 
 
A A 
 
piece that  extend shots
D D 
 
A A 
 
It's a metaphor for the boy
A A 
 
D D 
 
when you in proximity
A A 
 
I can't stop right now,
A A 
 
D D 
 
they gon' remember me forever
My story's more clever,
D D 
 
my similes was better

Verse 16
A A 
 
My energy was never on
D D 
 
some toughest nigga shit
I was just a conscious rapper
A A 
 
C#m C#m 
 
D D 
 
that would fuck a nigga bitch
A A 
 
I was just a college nigga from
A A 
 
D D 
 
a rougher premises
A A 
 
Kept my nose out the streets,
D D 
 
but I love to get a whiff
A A 
 
Of the action, with risk comes attraction
A A 
 
D D 
 
The blicks get to blastin',
A A 
 
A A 
 
I turn into a track star
D D 
 
Wanted all the hoes,
A A 
 
what the fuck you think I rap for?
D D 
 
A A 
 
I been tryna slang the same
D D 
 
wood since Hacksaw

Verse 17
Jim Duggan, runnin' through the Ville in my Timbs,
A A 
 
D D 
 
thuggin'
Now I'm with Young Metro in the V.I.P.,
A A 
 
bitch, it's incomin'
D D 
 
A A 
 
Coppin' all this liquor for these hoes
A A 
 
D D 
 
like we McLovin
Thinkin' to myself,
A A 
 
D D 
 
A A 
 
"Could I really be with one woman?"
Hmm, I think so
D D 
 
But it's hard when you with your
A A 
 
A A 
 
dogs at the freak show
D D 
 
Thinkin' I could bag Rubi Rose
A A 
 
with a keystroke
D D 
 
A A 
 
Ego, ask yourself,
is that gon' bring you peace, though?
D D 
 
(Shit, I don't

Verse 18
C#m C#m 
 
D D 
 
A A 
 
C#m C#m 
 
D D 
 
know)
A A 
 
C#m C#m 
 
A A 
 
D D 
 
Forever's not long enough
If it's endless,
A A 
 
C#m C#m 
 
A A 
 
D D 
 
C#m C#m 
 
what  we doin'?
D D 
 
Either you a rebel,
A A 
 
D D 
 
C#m C#m 
 
D D 
 
what we doin'?
A A 
 
Toast codeine, trap stars, what we doin'?

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