Still Hold Up chords by Kevin Gates

Tuning: Standard (E A D G B E)

TABBED by bizzlex94

Intro:
C#m   A
    Yeah
B
I'm built Ford tough (Carmelo)
C#m   A
    No, this how I used to be feelin'
           B
Killer, you heard me (James put the check, boy)

Yeah

Verse 1:
C#m
 Crossed out, hex, feel like I'm possessed
A        B
 I wanna handle baby daddy, it just ain't happen yet
C#m
 My wife just sent that paper there, I just ain't grab it yet
A          B
 Nominated for the GRAMMYs, I went back to jail
C#m
 Racist judge found me guilty, sent me back to Hell
A            B
 Lost trial in the feds, went back on appeal
C#m
 My lil' ones irkin' out, he back on them pills
A             B
Zombies lurkin', close the curtains, we back on the steel
C#m
 The voodoo lady say, "Okay," I say, "I had to kill"
A             B
 Get 'em down there for a show and put that racket here
C#m
 Traffic tickets, had too many, I was gettin' stopped
A             B
Never happen when I'm by myself so bein' friendly stopped
C#m
 I rock a lotta gold chains, I am not a coward
A            B
 I'm thuggin' hard, I'm connected to the higher power
C#m
 Damn near lost it all believing' in a bitch nigga
A           B
 Okay, problem solved, I do shit a little different


Chorus:
C#m
 Talked about behind the back by my own family
A             B
 But I'm built Ford tough, and I still hold up
C#m
 Instances I used to deal with tried to hurt my marriage
A             B
 But I'm built Ford tough, and I still hold up


Verse 2:
C#m
 They stack the deck with bitch niggas, everybody backs 'em (They do)
A            B
 Been in the game since shit stains and I'm 'bout that action (I'm 'bout that)
C#m
 I never ratted, a Louisiana livin' 🏷Legend (Why?)
    A          B
Bitch, I'm in traffic, you play with Gates, you got to wet it (Grrat)
C#m
 Just remember, I'm not a talker, I'm a stepper (I'm a stepper)
A          B
 Broad day, I go to walkin' up, applyin' pressure (Boom, boom, boom)
C#m
 Free C Murder (Ooh), they tried to ban me from the prisons (Ooh)
A             B
 Maybe they know I'm only happy when I see my niggas (Ah)
C#m
 Maybe they wanna see me broke or dead or back there with 'em (They do)
A             B
 Shoutout the ones in the system with a life sentence (Oh, oh)
C#m
 Woman pregnant for another brother, never visit (Don't)
A                 B
 Shoutout the ones who still show love in the city
C#m
 The way they hate you, make you kinda hate to fuck with the city (Hm)
A         B
 Gangster reason, long nights I remember (I remember)
C#m
 I ask Big Dana for some pictures, I just really miss ya (Whaddup?)
A                B
 Roamin' the trenches where the cocaine get delivered


Outro:
C#m
 Say, look
        A          B
Don't never go look for yourself inside somebody else, you heard me
   C#m
'Cause some of these niggas outchea ain't really cut like we cut
A             B
 You know, we cut from a bandana
            C#m
You know, these niggas cut from shit paper, you heard me
   A             B
That shit sounds good until it takes place
C#m  A              B
     But I'm built Ford tough, and I still hold up
C#m  A              B
     But I'm built Ford tough, and I still hold up
C#m  A              B
     But I'm built Ford tough, and I still hold up