Faouzia – Middle Child chords

[Chorus]
Em                                          D        I just poured somethin' in my cup
                                        CI've been wantin' somethin' I can feel
                                CPromise I am never lettin' up
              D                    EmMoney in your palm don't make you real
                                        DFoot is on your neck, I got 'em stuck
                                       CI'ma give 'em somethin' they can feel
                       D           CIf it ain't 'bout the squad, don't care at all
               D                   EmPistol in your hand don't make you real

[Verse 1]
Em        I'm thankin' you now
N.C.Was watchin' you when you was pavin' the ground
               DI copied your cadence, I mirrored your style
N.C.I studied the greats, I'm the greatest right now
                   CDon't care if you feel me, you ain't got a choice
N.Cain't do no promo, still made all that noise
                  CThis year gon' be different, I set my intentions
N.C.I promise to slap all that hate out your voice

[Pre-Chorus]
     EmCuz’ they been countin' me out
N.C.I'm countin' my bullets, I'm loadin' my clips
                 DI'm writin' down names, I'm makin' a list
N.C.I'm checkin' it twice and I'm gettin' 'em hit
                    CThe real ones been dyin', the fake ones are lit
N.C.The game is off balance, I'm back on my
N.C.Bentley is dirty, my sneakers are dirty
                          EmThat's how I like it, yeaaah

[Chorus]
Em                                          D        I just poured somethin' in my cup
                                        CI've been wantin' somethin' I can feel
                                CPromise I am never lettin' up
              D                    EmMoney in your palm don't make you real
                                        DFoot is on your neck, I got 'em stuck
                                       CI'ma give 'em somethin' they can feel
                       D           CIf it ain't 'bout the squad, don't care at all
               D                   EmPistol in your hand don't make you real
                                   DPistol in your hand don't make you real
                                   CPistol in your hand don't make you real
N.C.Pistol in your hand don't make you real

[Verse 2]
EmCycle of jail
N.C.Spending their birthdays inside of a cell
                   DWe coming from a very long bloodline of trauma
N.C.We raised by our mamas, Lord we gotta heal
                CWe hurting our sisters, the babies as well
                EmWe killing our brothers, they poisoned the well
                CDistorted self image, we set up to fail
N.C.I'ma make sure that the real gon' prevail,

[Pre-Chorus]
     EmCuz’ they been countin' me out
N.C.I'm countin' my bullets, I'm loadin' my clips
                 DI'm writin' down names, I'm makin' a list
N.C.I'm checkin' it twice and I'm gettin' 'em hit
                    CThe real ones been dyin', the fake ones are lit
N.C.The game is off balance, I'm back on my
N.C.Bentley is dirty, my sneakers are dirty
                          EmThat's how I like it, yeaaah

[Chorus]
N.C.I just poured somethin' in my cup
                                CI've been wantin' somethin' I can feel
N.C.But I am not lettin' up
              D                     EmMoney in your palm don't make you real