United In Grief chords by Kendrick Lamar

• Difficulty: Advanced

Key: Db

Intro:

      Bbm        Ab        Bbm Ab
I hope you find some peace of mind in this lifetime




(Tell them, tell ‘em, tell them the truth)
      Bbm    Db    Bbm
I hope you find some paradise

(Tell 'em, tell 'em the truth, tell 'em, tell 'em, tell 'em, tell 'em your—)
G G#add#11
  I've been goin' through somethin'
G G#add#11                G
  One-thousand eight-hundred and fifty-five days
G

I've been goin' through somethin'
G G#add#11
  Be afraid




Verse 1:
G
 What is a bitch in a miniskirt?
G#add#11
 A man in his feelings with bitter nerve
G
 What is a woman that really hurt?
G#add#11
 A demon, you're better off killing her
G
 What is a relative making repetitive narratives
G
 On how you did it first?
G
 That is a predator, hit reverse
G#add#11
 All of your presidents' evil thirst
G
 What is a neighborhood reputable?
G#add#11
 That is a snitch on a pedestal
G
 What is a house with a better view?
G#add#11
 A family broken in variables
G
 What is a rapper with jewelry?
G#add#11
 A way that I show my maturity
G
 What if I call on security?
G
 That mean I'm calling on God for purity
Dbmaj7
 I went and got me a therapist

I can debate on my theories and sharing it (Woah)

Consolidate all my comparisons
     Cm6              Dbmaj7
Humblin' up because time is imperative (Woah)

I'm starting to feel like it's only one answer

To everything
I don't know where it is (Woah)

Popping a bottle of Claritin (Woah)
Cm6               Dbmaj7
Is it my head or my arrogance? (Woah)

Shaking and moving, like, what am I doing?

I'm flipping my time through the Rolodex

Indulging myself and my life and my music
  Cm6                Dbmaj7
The world that I'm in is a cul-de-sac

The world that we in is just menacing

The demons portrayed as religionous
N.C.
I wake in the morning, another appointment
N.C.
I hope the psychologist listenin'


Chorus:
N.C.
The new Mercedes with black G-Wagon
N.C.
The way you front, it was all for rap
N.C.
I was 28 years young, twenty mill' in tax
N.C.
Bought a couple of mansions, just for practice
N.C.
Five hundred in jewelry, chain was magic
N.C.
Never had it in public, late reaction
N.C.
Fifty K to cousins, post a caption
N.C.
Pray none of my enemies hold me captive


Refrain:
 Dbmaj7
I grieve different
 Cm7          C
I grieve different (Huh)


Verse 2:
Dbmaj7
 I met her on the third night of Chicago

North America tour, my enclave

Fee-fi-fo-fum, she was a model

Dedicated to the songs I wrote and the Bible
Cm7
Eyes like green penetratin' the moonlight

Hair done in a bun, energy in the room like

Big Bang for theory
God, hopin' you hear me
           C
Phone off the ringer, tell the world, "I'm busy"
Dbmaj7
Fair enough, green eyes said her mother didn't care enough

Sympathize when her daddy in the chain gang

Her first brother got killed, he was twenty-one
                Cm7
I was nine when they put Lamont in the grave

Heartbroken when Estelle didn't say goodbye

Chad left his body after we FaceTimed
                       C
Green eyes said you'd be okay, first tour sex the pain away


Refrain:
 Dbmaj7
I grieve different
 Cm7          C
I grieve different (Huh)


Chorus:
Dbmaj7
The new Mercedes with black G-Wagon
Dbmaj7
The way you front, it was all for rap
Dbmaj7
I was 28 years young, twenty mill' in tax
Dbmaj7
Bought a couple of mansions, just for practice
Cmadd4
Five hundred in jewelry, chain was magic
Cmadd4
Never had it in public, late reaction
Dmadd4
Fifty K to cousins, post a caption
Cmadd4
Pray none of my enemies hold me captive


Verse 3:
Bb                     Gm
So what, paralyzed, the county building controlled us

I bought a Rolex watch
I only wore it once
                Bb
I bought infinity pools I never swimmed in

I watched Keem buy four cars in four months
                Gm
You know the family dynamics on repeat

The insecurities locked down on PC
            Bb
I bought a 223, nobody peace treat

You won't doo-doo me
I smell TNT
                 Gm
Dave got him a Porsche, so I got me a Porsche

Paid lottery for it
I ain't want it in portions

Poverty was the case
Bb
But the money wipin' the tears away

Outro:
 Bbmaj7
I grieve different
      F6         Gadd9
(Everybody grieves different)
   Bbmaj7
(Everybody grieves different)
 F6        Gadd9
I grieve different (Huh)

Bb F6 Gm

Bb F6 Gadd9 x3