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God by Kendrick Lamar






                  God







Tuning: E A D G B E

[Intro]
Em                C
Am                Bm
 
[Chorus]
           Em             C
This what God feel like, huh, yeah
                            Am             Bm
Laughin' to the bank like, "A-ha!", huh, yeah
                       Em             C
Flex on swole like, "A-ha!", huh, yeah
                                  Am
You feel some type of way, then a-ha!
             Bm
Huh, yeah (a-ha-ha, a-ha-ha)
 
[Verse 1]
Em
Ever since a young man
C
All I wanted to be was a gunman
Am
Shootin’ up the charts, better run, man
Bm
Y'all gotta see that I won, man
               Em
Slick as El DeBarge with the finger waves, work it, JT
        C
Handle bars like a fade, watch me work it, JT
        Am
I'm at large, runnin’ plays like a circuit, JT
             Bm
I'm sellin' verses, JT, watch me work it, JT
Em
Look, look… hol' up!
       C
Don't judge me, my mama caught me with a strap
       Am
Don't judge me, I was young, fuckin' all the rats
          Bm
Don't judge me, aimin’ at your head for a stack
         Em            C
Don’t judge me! Don't judge me!
 
Now my home got a Valley peak
          Am
Don’t judge me, if I press your line you a freak
           Bm
Don't judge me, won't you tell a friend y'all gon’ see—
 
[Chorus]
           Em             C
This what God feel like, huh, yeah
                            Am             Bm
Laughin' to the bank like, "A-ha!", huh, yeah
                       Em             C
Flex on swole like, "A-ha!", huh, yeah
                                  Am
You feel some type of way, then a-ha!
             Bm
Huh, yeah (a-ha-ha, a-ha-ha)
 
[Verse 2]
Em
Fuck is you talkin' to?      
Em
Aye, do you know who you talkin' to?
      C
Slide on you like fallen drapes
     C
God toss full of carnivals
    Am
I kill 'em with kindness
      Am
Or I kill 'em with diamonds
     Bm
Or I put up like fifteen hundred
     Bm
Get yo' ass killed by the finest
              Em
Everything in life is a gamble
             Em
Nothin' in life I can't handle
         C
Seen it all, done it all, felt pain more
         C
For the cause, I done put blood on sword
             Am
Everything I do is to embrace y'all
              Am
Everything I write is a damn eight ball
              Bm
Everything I touch is a damn gold mine
                Bm
Everything I say is from an angel
 
[Bridge]
            Em
I don't rush shit, fuck shit
               Em
Always your shit, my shit
       C
Cannonballs to ignite shit
 
Morning to the night shift
Am
I'm on, I ain't sorry for it
Bm
Ask for a piece of mine, you charged me for it
Em
I wanna see sometimes if you ignore it
C
I'm in the streets sometimes and can't afford it
Am
I got a bad habit
Levitate, duckin' haters
Bm
Oh my! My heart is rich, my heart is famous
 
[Chorus]
           Em
This what God feel like
       C
Huh, yeah (this what God feel like)
                             Am
Laughin' to the bank like, "A-ha!"
(This what God feel like)
Huh, yeah (this what God feel like)
Bm                     Em
Flex on swole like, "A-ha!"
(This what God feel like)
                       C
Huh, yeah (this what God feel like)
                      Am
You feel some type of way, then a-ha!
(This what God feel like)
                      Bm
Huh, yeah (this what God feel like)
This what God feel like








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version 2 








Tuning: E A D G B E

[Intro]
Am Em7 F Em7
 
 
[Chorus]
          Am                          Em7
This what God feel like, huh, he-yeah
                              F               Em7
Laughin' to the bank like, "A-ha!", huh, he-yeah
                       Am                Em7
Flex on swole like, "A-ha!", huh, he-yeah
                                  F
You feel some type of way, then a-ha!
             Em7
Huh, he-yeah (A-ha-ha, a-ha-ha)
 
 
[Verse 1]
Am7
    Ever since a young man (Since a young man)
Em7
All I wanna be was a gunman (Was a gunman)
F
Shootin’ up the charts, better run, man
Em7
Y'all gotta see that I won, man
               Am7
Slick as El DeBarge with the finger waves, work it, JT
        Em7
Handle bars like a fade, watch me work it, JT
         F
I'm at large, runnin’ plays like a circuit, JT
              Em7
I'm sellin' verses, JT, watch me work it, JT
Am7
   Look, look… hol' up!
       Em7
Don't judge me! My mama caught me with a strap
      F
Don't judge me! I was young, fuckin' all the brats
      Em7
Don't judge me! Aimin’ at your head for a stack
      Am7          Em7
Don’t judge! Don't judge me! Now my home got a Valley peak
       F
Don’t judge me! If I press your line you a freak
      (Em7)
Don't judge me! Won't you tell a friend? Y'all gon’ see-
 
 
[Chorus]
          Am7                        Em7
This what God feel like, huh, he-yeah
                              F                  Em7
Laughin' to the bank like, "A-ha!", huh, he-yeah
                       Am7                Em7
Flex on swole like, "A-ha!", huh, he-yeah
                                  F
You feel some type of way, then a-ha!
             (Em7)
Huh, he-yeah (A-ha-ha, a-ha-ha)
 
 
[Verse 2]
Am7
Fuck is you talkin' to?
 
Ayy, do you know who you talkin' to?
     Em7
Slide on you like fallen drapes
 
God toss full of carnivals
  F
I kill 'em with kindness
 
Or I kill 'em with diamonds
     Em7
Or I put up like fifteen hundred
 
Get yo' ass killed by the finest
              Am7
Everything in life is a gamble
 
Nothin' in life I can't handle
              Em7
Seen it all, done it all, felt pain more
 
For the cause, I done put blood on sword
             F
Everything I do is to embrace y'all
 
Everything I write is a damn eight ball
              Em7
Everything I touch is a damn gold mine
 
Everything I say is from an angel
 
 
[Bridge]
        Em                    F
I don't rush shit, fuck shit, always your shit, my shit
   Am                       G
Cannonballs to ignite shit, morning to the night shift
     Em          F
I'm on, I ain't sorry for it
 Am                              G
Asked for a piece of mind, you charged me for it
Em                       F
I wanna see sometimes if you ignore it
Am                                G
I'm in the streets sometimes and can't afford it
                 Em           F
I got a bad habit, levitatin', duckin' haters
          Am                     G
Oh my! My heart is rich, my heart is famous
 
 
[Instrumental]
Em F Am G
Em F Am G
(X2)
 
 
[Chorus]
          Am7
This what God feel like
            Em7
Huh, he-yeah (This what God feel like)
                              F
Laughin' to the bank like, "A-ha!"
 
(This what God feel like)
       Em7
Huh, he-yeah (This what God feel like)
                         Am7
Flex on swole like, "A-ha!"
 
(This what God feel like)
       Em7
Huh, he-yeah (This what God feel like)
                                  F
You feel some type of way, then a-ha!
 
(This what God feel like)
               (Em7)
Huh, he-yeah (This what God feel like)
 
This what God feel like









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