Blunt Blowin chords by Lil Wayne

Intro:
Gm F
Gm F
Eb D

Verse 1:
Gm
I live it up like these are my last days
F
If time is money, I'm an hour past paid
Gm
Ugh, gunpowder in my hourglass
F
Niggas faker than some flour in a powder bag
Eb
Yeah, I put it down like my hands hurting
D

I'm on a natural high, but I land perfect
Gm
Some of us are lovers, most of y'all haters
    F
But I put up a wall, and they just wallpaper
Gm
So love or hate me, I stay hate-free
             F
They say we learn from mistakes; why, that's why they mistake me
            Eb
I got some weight on my shoulders, to me it's like feathers
 D
All hail Weezy, call it bad weather
Gm
I stick to the script, I memorize the lines
F
Cause life is a movie that I've seen too many times
Gm
You're on the outside looking in, close the blinds
              F
And they say never say never, but fuck it, nevermind
           Eb
I've been gone too long, true or false, right or wrong
 D
Hello Weezy, welcome home, yeah

Hook: x2
       Gm             F
I'mma blunt blowin', Polo drawers showin'
Gm                      F
I don't give a lovely motherfuck ass nigga
          Eb
With my money growing, no matter where you going
           D
You don't need a bus pass for me to bust yo ass, nigga

Verse 2:
Gm                        F
Stunna, I got 'em, I'm back on them bitches
Gm                       F
All about my riches, my name should be Richard
Eb
Cut the bullshit out, I'm Edward with the scissors
D
Life is a choice, and death is a decision
Gm                       F
Times have changed, but fuck it get a new watch
Gm
I still got the vision like a line between two dots
Eb
Young Money's eating, the label getting fatter
     D
And yea, the tables turned, but I'm still sitting at 'em
      Gm                           F
I'm a bad motherfucker cause the good die young
 Gm                            F
Everybody selling dreams, I'm too cheap to buy one
      Eb
Man, when that cookie crumble, everybody want a crumb
             D
Shoot that hummingbird down, hummingbird don't hum
     Gm                       F
Yea, big money, big money, deep pockets
Gm                F
Money talks, and motherfuckers eavesdropping
Eb
Bunch of bloods, you could call it blood clotting
D
Eastside, MOB Piru Damu

Hook: x2
       Gm             F
I'mma blunt blowin', Polo drawers showin'
Gm                      F
I don't give a lovely motherfuck ass nigga
          Eb
With my money growing, no matter where you going
           D
You don't need a bus pass for me to bust yo ass, nigga

Verse 3:
Gm                         F
Light that Ashton Kutcher, I'm a limit pusher
Gm                       F
See y'all dead meat, and me I'm just a butcher
Eb
I do it for the money, man I am such a hooker
D
And freedom was my girl, until they fucking took her
         Gm                        F
You can look into the future, it's right behind your eyelids
       Gm                      F
But I don't wanna know, cause shit I like surprises
Eb
Why that, why this, why you on that why shit?
D
Motherfucker ask me why, I say YM
Gm           F
Beach bum, call me Ocean Drive Slim+
Gm                  F
Drop the top, look up and make the sky grin
Eb
Young Mula, skinnies and some Supras
D
Belly of the beast 'til it puke us, motherfucker

Hook: x2
       Gm             F
I'mma blunt blowin', Polo drawers showin'
Gm                      F
I don't give a lovely motherfuck ass nigga
          Eb
With my money growing, no matter where you going
           D
You don't need a bus pass for me to bust yo ass, nigga

Outro:
          Gm
I've been gone too long
          F
True or false, right or wrong
          Gm
I've been gone too long
          F
True or false, right or wrong
          Eb
I've been gone too long
          Eb
True or false, right or wrong
D
Hello Weezy, welcome home
           Gm         F
It's Young Mula, baby
           Gm         F
It's Young Mula, baby
          Eb
True or false, right or wrong
D