Mad chords by Solange

• Difficulty: Beginner 👶

Solange - Mad ft. Lil Wayne. Link https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cjwHMuLdytY.
No Capo

Hi, in almost all the tune, you can play the riff, in lyrics only wrote Dm/F and C/E
Any suggestion its wellcome

[Riff intro and verse]
    Dm/F               C/E  Dm/F            C/E
e|--1--1-3-5---5-7--8--0----1--1-3-5-1-3-5--0----|
B|--3--3-5-6---6-8-10--1----3--3-5-6-3-5-6--1----|
G|--2------------------0----2---------------0----|
D|--3------------------2----3---------------2----|
A|-----------------------------------------------|
E|-----------------------------------------------|

[Intro]
Dm/F  C/E   Dm/F  C/E


[Verse]
 Dm/F        C/E                 Dm/F      C/E
You got the light, count it all joy
 Dm/F        C/E
You got the right to be mad
              Dm/F                                           C/E
But when you carry it alone you find it only getting in the way
                          Dm/F
They say you gotta let it go Now tell `em why you mad son
                               C/E
Cause doing it all ain`t enough `Cause everyone all in my cup
                                       Dm/F
`Cause such and such still owe me bucks So I got the right to get bucked
                                 C/E
But I try not to let it build up  I`m too high, I`m too better, too much

So I let it go, let it go, let it go


[Pre-Hook]
   Dm/F
I ran into this girl, she said, `Why you always blaming?`
   C/E
`Why you can`t just face it?` (Be mad, be mad, be mad)
                             Dm/F C/E
`Why you always gotta be so mad?`  (Be mad, be mad, be mad)
   Dm/F
`Why you always talking shit, always be complaining?`
   C/E                                                Dm/F
`Why you always gotta be, why you always gotta be so mad?` (Be mad, be mad, be mad)
                           C/E
I got a lot to be mad about (Be mad, be mad, be mad)


[Hook]
  F
Where`d your love go?
  C/E
Where`d your love go?
  F                   C/E
Where`d your love go?
  F
Where`d your love go?
  C/E
Where`d your love go?
  F                     C/E
Where`d your love, baby?


[Verse]
                    Dm/F
Yeah, but I, got a lot to be mad about Got a lot to be a man about
                         C/E
Got a lot to pop a xan about I used to rock hand-me-downs, and now I rock standing crowds
                       Dm/F
But it`s hard when you only Got fans around and no fam around
                                                    C/E
And if they are, then their hands are out And they pointing fingers

When I wear this fucking burden on my back like a motherfucking cap and gown
        Dm/F
Then I walk up in the bank, pants sagging down
                                           C/E
And I laugh at frowns, what they mad about?

Cause here come this motherfucker with this mass account
                                                      Dm/F
That didn`t wear cap and gown Are you mad `cause the judge ain`t give me more time?

And when I attempted suicide, I didn`t die
               C/E
I remember how mad I was on that day Man, you gotta let it go before it get up in the way

Let it go, let it go


[Pre-Hook]
   Dm/F
I ran into this girl, she said, `Why you always blaming?`
   C/E
`Why you can`t just face it?` (Be mad, be mad, be mad)
                             Dm/F C/E
`Why you always gotta be so mad?`  (Be mad, be mad, be mad)
   Dm/F
`Why you always talking shit, always be complaining?`
   C/E                                                Dm/F
`Why you always gotta be, why you always gotta be so mad?` (Be mad, be mad, be mad)
                           C/E
I got a lot to be mad about (Be mad, be mad, be mad)


[Hook]
  F
Where`d your love go?
  C/E
Where`d your love go?
  F                   C/E
Where`d your love go?
  F
Where`d your love go?
  C/E
Where`d your love go?
  F                     C/E
Where`d your love, baby?


[Outro]
   Dm/F
I ran into this girl, I said, `I`m tired of explaining.`
 C/E
Man, this shit is draining
                                  Dm/F    Cmaj7
But I`m not really allowed to be mad