Rose In Harlem

Am                C Bm   Am                C Bm
A rose in Harlem,        a rose in Harlem

              Am
Been through more than a lil' bit
Been through more than a lil' bit
             Em
But I ain't callin' no names out
No, no free promotion
      Gm
Naw, naw I ain't late, I don't do due dates
     F
No sneak diss, no sneak shit
That's just how I was raised
        Am
Had to get it out the soil
I been down, I been loyal
          Em
When you really hold it down
Niggas ain't even really down for ya
   Gm
Oh no, what a shame
10 years in the game
        F
Niggas like 'You ain't hot? You ain't pop yet?
What's up wit' you and Ye?'

Am                C Bm
(A rose in Harlem)     Grew out the concrete
Am                C Bm
(A rose in Harlem)     You know it ain't sweet
Am                C Bm                 Am
(A rose in Harlem)      Can't tell me any- any- any- anything

C  Bm      C
It be the ones who say they ride for you
           Gm
It be the ones, the ones you love, them too
           F
It be the ones who swear they real, not true
             E
It be them ones, It be them ones
Don't get caught up
           C
It be the ones, the ones you closest too
           Gm
It be the ones, the ones you trust - them too
           F
It be the ones, the ones you look up to
           E
It be the ones
Dm
Don't get caught up, young girl

Am                C Bm
(A rose in Harlem)     Grew out the concrete
Am                C Bm
(A rose in Harlem)     You know it ain't sweet
Am                C Bm                 Am
(A rose in Harlem)      Can't tell me any- any- any- anything

              Am
Been through more than a lil' bit
Been through more than a lil' bit
              Em
But I ain't callin' no names out
No, no free promotions
        Gm
If it ain't 'bout blessings
I can't even address it
         F
I just bought my third house
No album out and I got 'em asking
             Am
'What do she do?' I do everything
I move everything
 Em
Put that on my wedding ring
                     Gm
Put that on my baby name
All these fake smiles
                                    F
These chicks must just came from a dentist
I can tell it ain't genuine
I get so offended

Am                C Bm
(A rose in Harlem)     Grew out the concrete
Am                C Bm
(A rose in Harlem)     You know it ain't sweet
Am                C Bm                 Am
(A rose in Harlem)      Can't tell me any- any- any- anything
[Refrain] x2
C  Bm      C
It be the ones who say they ride for you
           Gm
It be the ones, the ones you love, them too
           F
It be the ones who swear they real, not true
             E
It be them ones, It be them ones
Don't get caught up
           C
It be the ones, the ones you closest too
           Gm
It be the ones, the ones you trust - them too
           F
It be the ones, the ones you look up to
           E
It be the ones
Dm
Don't get caught up, young girl

Am               C Bm  Am                C Bm
A rose in Harlem,      a rose in Harlem
Am               C Bm  Am                C Bm
A rose in Harlem,      a rose in Harlem
                            |Ab   Bb Eb Bb |Ab Bb Eb Bb
Don't get caught up, young girl

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