Jimmy Cooks chords by Drake

Intro:
Am                       C
Just awaken shaken once again, so you know it's on
Dm
Just awaken shaken once again, ho, you know it's on
Am                        C
Just awaken shaken once again, so you know it's on
Dm
Just awaken shaken once again, ho, you know it's on



Em      Am
  Yeah, life
F#m7b5                     B7
Life is the only thing we need
Em
  They need me to go, but I don't wanna leave
Am                        F#m7b5   B7
Rest in peace to Lil Keed

Verse 1:
        Em
**** a pigeonhole
I'm a night owl, this a different mode
Am                             F#m7b5      B7
I might have to make her paint a 6 on her pinky toe
 Em
Heard you with a shooting guard, just let a ***** know
Am                  F#m7b5            B7
I would have you courtside, not the middle row
Em
  All good, love, in a minute, though
Am                       F#m7b5               B7
  I can't str ss about no ***** 'cause I'm a timid soul
Em
Plus I'm cookin' up ambition on a kitchen stove
Am                          F#m7b5            B7
Pot start to bubbl , see the suds, that **** good to go
 Em
**** say I'm suave, but I can't get RICO'd
Am                     F#m7b5          B7
Bro think he John Wayne
I bought him yellow stones
 Em
Love the way they hang, babe, **** the silicone
 Am                F#m7b5             B7
Everybody fake now,      you could crack the code
 Em
Bustdown everything, set in rose gold
 Am                        F#m7b5    B7
Dread talkin' to you ****** like I'm J. Cole
Em
I can tell her head good before I even know
 Am                                F#m7b5         B7
*****, don't tell me that you model if you ain't been in Vogue
Em
  Gotta throw a party for my day ones
Am                         F#m7b5        B7
  They ain't in the studio, but they'll lay somethin'
 Em
Rest in peace to Drama King, we was straight stuntin'
Am                            F#m7b5       B7
You don't like the way I talk? *****, say somethin'
Em
  Gotta throw a party for my day ones
Am                F#m7b5             B7
  Pull up and you know it's us, the bass jumpin'
Em
  You don't like the way I talk? Then say somethin'
Am   F#m7b5            B7
            Get out my face, *****

Chorus:
G#m
  Gotta throw a party for my day ones

They ain't in the studio, but they'll lay somethin'
G#m
Rest in peace to Drama King, we was straight stuntin'

If I let my ***** 21 tell it, you a
G#m
*****

Verse 2:
G#m
Spin a block twice like it ain't nowhere to park (21)

Smack the backside of his head like he Bart (*****)

OVO 4L, we come out when it get dark (21, 21)
     G#m
Big stepper, he came in a Rolls, but he left in a stretcher (21)
                                          G#m
Let my brother drive while I shoot, team effort (21)

Askin' all these questions, *****, you must think you Nadeska
                                                   G#m
The chopper like to feel on all the opps, it's a molester (21)

I be with my gun like Rozay be with lemon pepper
                                                        G#m
She wanna hear some Afrobeats 'cause she just popped a Tesla

All that workin' out, that ***** must think he a wrestler
G#m
But this ain't UFC, this chopper came with a compressor (21)

This chopper came with a compressor (*****)

This chopper came with a— (*****)
     G#m
This Glock 45 came with a switch (21)

If I was Will Smith
I would've slapped him with a stick
         G#m
Put your hands in the air, it's a stick-up (21)

Spin the same hood where I get my **** sucked (Facts)
         G#m
If you standin' on business, put your blick up (21, 21)

Come around actin' scary, get your **** took (21)
        G#m
Fell in love with feelin' dizzy, so I spizzin (21)

I got mad love for the boy, yeah, that's my twizzin (21)
         G#m
If them ****** keep on dissin', slide agaizzin (21)

We the reason why the opps ain't got no frizziends (21)
            G#m
Last ***** played with me got turned duppy

I ain't even roll him in the 'Wood 'cause he musty
                G#m
You ask how she doin'
I just tell her come and **** me

Shot his ass twenty times, ****, this ***** lucky (****, that ***** lucky)

Chorus:
G#m
  Gotta throw a party for my day ones

They ain't in the studio, but they'll lay somethin'
G#m
Rest in peace to Drama King, we was straight stuntin'

You don't like the way I talk, *****, say somethin'

Outro:
G#m
Say somethin', say somethin', say somethin', say somethin', say somethin'
                                      G#m
You don't like the way I talk, *****, say somethin', say somethin', say somethin', say somethin', say somethin