21 Savage – A Lot chords

[Intro]
Cm Bb Cm Bb

[Pre Chorus]
BbHow much money you got? (Straight up)
BbHow much money you got? (Straight up)
BbHow much money you got? (Straight up)
BbHow much money you got? (A lot)

[Chorus]
CmHow much money you got? (A lot)
CmHow many problems you got? (A lot)
CmHow many people done doubted you? (A lot)
CmLeft you out to rot? (A lot)
BbHow many pray that you flop? (A lot)
BbHow many lawyers you got? (A lot)
BbHow many times you got shot? (A lot)
BbHow many niggas you shot? (A lot)
CmHow many times did you ride? (A lot)
CmHow many niggas done died? (A lot)
CmHow many times did you cheat? (A lot)
CmHow many times did you lie? (A lot)
BbHow many times did she leave? (A lot)
BbHow many times did she cry? (A lot)
BbHow many chances she done gave you?
BbFuck around with these thots (A lot)

[Verse 1]
       CmEvery day that I'm alive, I’ma ride with the stick
CmI'd rather be broke in jail than be dead and rich
        BbTold my brothers take my breath if I turn to a snitch
BbBut I'm 21 forev’, ain't no way I'ma switch

[Post Chorus]
CmBreak it down, I break it down
CmI break it down, I break it down
BbI break it down, I break it down
BbI break it down, I break it down

[Verse 2]
CmPenitentiary chances just to make a couple bucks
CmMy heart so cold I could put it in my cup
BbGang vs. the world, me and my dawg, it was us
BbThen you went and wrote a statement,
BbAnd that really fucked me up
   CmMy brother lost his life and it turned me to a beast
CmMy brother got life and it turned me to the streets
BbI been through the storm and it turned me to a G
BbBut the other side was sunny, I get paid to rap on beats

[Chorus]
CmHow much money you got? (A lot)
CmHow many problems you got? (A lot)
CmHow many people done doubted you? (A lot)
CmLeft you out to rot? (A lot)
BbHow many pray that you flop? (A lot)
BbHow many lawyers you got? (A lot)
BbHow many times you got shot? (A lot)
BbHow many niggas you shot? (A lot)
CmHow many times did you ride? (A lot)
CmHow many niggas done died? (A lot)
CmHow many times did you cheat? (A lot)
CmHow many times did you lie? (A lot)
BbHow many times did she leave? (A lot)
BbHow many times did she cry? (A lot)
BbHow many chances she done gave you?
BbFuck around with these thots (A lot)

[Bridge]
CmBreak it on down, I break it on down
CmI break it on down, I break it on down
               BbYeah, I just came from the A
BbI drove back home, six hour drive, six and a half
CmBefore I left I stopped by
CmTo see my nigga 21 in the studio
                 BbHe had two of his kids with him right in the studio,
BbThat's when I knew
BbYou a stand up nigga, I love seein' shit like that

[Verse 3]
BbQuestion
CmHow many faking they streams? (A lot)
CmGetting they plays from machines (A lot)
CmI can see behind the smoke and mirrors
CmNiggas ain't really big as they seem (Hmm)
BbI never say anything (Nah), everybody got they thing (True)
BbSome niggas make millions, other niggas make memes (Hmm)
CmI'm on a money routine
CmI don't want smoke, I want cream
CmI don’t want no more comparisons
CmThis is a marathon and I’m aware
                    BbI been playing it back from a lack of promotions
BbI never was one for the bragging and boasting
BbI guess I was hoping the music would speak for itself,
BbBut the people want everything else
         CmOkay, no problem, I'll show up on everyone album
CmYou know what the outcome will be
CmI’m batting a thousand
CmIt's got to the point that these rappers
CmDon't even like rappin' with me
                        BbFuck it ’cause my nigga 21 Savage just hit me
BbAnd told me he saved me a spot on a new record he got
BbHe call it "a lot," I open my book and I jot
           CmPray for Tekashi, they want him to rot
CmI picture him inside a cell on a cot
Cm'Flectin' on how he made it to the top
CmWondering if it was worth it or not
             BbI pray for Markelle 'cause they fucked up his shot
BbJust want you to know that you got it, my nigga
BbThough I never met you, I know that you special
BbAnd that the Lord blessed you, don't doubt it, my nigga
          CmDennis Smith, Jr., stay solid, my nigga
CmI'm on a tangent, not how I planned it
CmI had some fans that hopped and abandoned ship
CmWhen they thought that I wasn't gone pan out,
         BbI got a plan
BbThey say that success is the greatest revenge, tell all your friends
BbCole on a mission, cementin' the spot as the greatest who did it
BbBefore it all ends, nigga

[Chorus]
CmHow much money you got? (A lot)
CmHow many problems you got? (A lot)
CmHow many people done doubted you? (A lot)
CmLeft you out to rot? (A lot)
BbHow many pray that you flop? (A lot)
BbHow many lawyers you got? (A lot)
BbHow many times you got shot? (A lot)
BbHow many niggas you shot? (A lot)
CmHow many times did you ride? (A lot)
CmHow many niggas done died? (A lot)
CmHow many times did you cheat? (A lot)
CmHow many times did you lie? (A lot)
BbHow many times did she leave? (A lot)
BbHow many times did she cry? (A lot)
BbHow many chances she done gave you?
BbFuck around with these thots (A lot)

[Outro]
CmBreak it on down, I break it on down
CmI break it on down, I break it on down
BbI break it down, I break it down
BbI break it down, I break it down
CmI break it on down, I break it down
CmI break it down, I break it down
BbI break it down, I break it down
Bb                                    CmI break it down, I break it down, I br-

Cm    Bb