I'm Back chords and lyrics - YOUNG JEEZY

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[Verse 1]
[F]Sorry for cussing
Fuck you niggas
I'm back, Mr. Magic City
[E]Blowin' color purple,
I make it rain on your forehead
You [Am]woulda thought I had a fan the way
I blow that money
You woulda thought I had a plan

[Verse 2]
the way I throw that money
[Am]
I'm [F]back, Mr. Magic City
[E]Blowin' color purple,
I make it rain on your forehead
You [Am]woulda thought I had a fan the way
I blow that money
You woulda thought I had a plan
the way I throw that money

[Verse 3]
The [F]Feds outside and
they checkin' his tag
[E]But still the boy move with
a hell of a swag
It's like the [Am]soundtrack to my life
Everyday I'm under investigation
But [F]I will not stop so you
can stop the hating
[E]What more can I say? It's like
my gift and my curse
To [Am]fail or succeed,
I don't know whats worse

[Verse 4]
I don't know what's worse
[F]Agents tryna find a glitch in my matrix
[E]One slip and I'm back to the basics
[Am]Red or blue pill, what would you do?
When the same niggas you love
got hate in their [F]blood

[Verse 5]
I know god's watching over me,
so is the [E]Fed's
When love turns to hate and
niggas rather you dead
[Am]Lord have mercy, Jesus Christ
All the bad I've done,

[Verse 6]
will you still protect my life?
[F]Maybe, maybe not
[E]Until then, I keep an extra
clip for that Glock
You wanna [Am]see my bank statement
I got no problems with that
Three hundred thousand,
you know I'm smarter than [F]that

[Verse 7]
I been dodging the alphabet
boys all my life
[E]So, you gonna need more
than a child support [Am]lawyer
I got some child support for you
Get off your ass bitch and
get [F]you a job

[Verse 8]
Tell your other three baby daddy's
to sell dope or rob
My son [E]got everything
in the world that I never had
One [Am]thing you can't call me
is a deadbeat dad
When you're the one that
shoulda been exposed
[F]Unfit mother still playin' witcha nose
And I [E]don't wanna tell my child
That his moms ain't shit
And this [Am]ain't about him

[Verse 9]
She just a money hungry bitch
[Am]I been here before
They boxed me [F]in a corner and
I came out fighting
[E]They locked me in a cell and
I came out [Am]writing
I said I came out writin'
Lock my body, you [E]can't trap my mind

[Verse 10]
I only [F]talk in the bedroom,
we whisper in the kitchen
[E]Call me paranoid,
I think the walls [Am]is listening
But if them walls could talk
I'd prolly never get to see the daylight

[Verse 11]
I [F]gave it to 'em raw, mixtape after mixtape
[E]I had niggas waiting on the album
[Am]I shoulda got five mic's in the Source
Instead I got five bricks and a Porsche
[F]They say I ain't lyrical

[Verse 12]
[E]I wasn't tryna impress
y'all niggas
[Am]If hating was a crime,
they'd arrest ya'll niggas
Kink bought the mic, I just gave him my life
The [F]streets co- signed,
the hood gave me my stripes
I said, [E]the streets co- signed,
the hood gave me my stripes
Kink bought [F]the mic, I just gave him my [Am]life
I said, the hood co- signed,
the streets gave me my stripes
[F]Yeah, I know you ain't done wit 'em
I'm [E]back, better than [Am]before, matter fact,
I'm better than ever
They can't box me in, the boy too clever

[Verse 13]
[F]So CNN worried 'bout little ol' me
Fuck [E]the bitch ass reporter whoever
wrote the story
[Am]You motherfuckers don't
know shit about me
What I been through and where
I came [F]from
When shit got hard, I stayed, I ain't run

[Verse 14]
So you [E]can blame the government,
they made me this way
See [Am]the pain in my eyes,
you don't see me cry

[Verse 15]
Two tears in a bucket, who got that work?
[F]Real talk, I'll make us a way
[E]Get rich, or I'ma go to jail tryin'
[Am]Uncle Sam ain't never ga[F]ve
[Am]me shit
But my partner out west,
yeah he front me them [F]bricks

[Verse 16]
How the hell you expect me
to be drug free?
[E]When George Bush ain't
never done shit for me
[Am]Follow me home and tap my phone
What happened to

[Verse 17]
my freedom of speech?
[F]Love don't love nobody
Got me feelin' [E]like I shouldn't love myself
I [Am]practice what I preach,
I preach what I practice
A hundred thou under my [F]mattress

[Verse 18]
I'm only human, just a man [E]God
gave me a gift to do
the best that I can
Critic[Am]s say I can't make an album
better than my first one
The way I feel,
that'll prolly be my worst one

[Verse 19]
Another one after that will be
better than my last
So real talk, y'all can kiss my ass
This is the [Am]beginning of the beginning
I am the future

[Verse 20]
You niggas are a thing of the [Am]past
I'm not [F]ashamed of who I am
or what I've become
[E]So all you ridicule lookin'
I'm not the one
[Am]It's called self respect,
I bow down to no man
I say all that to say that you can't
ban the snowman