This song is from the album True 2 Myself, released on 11 October 2019.
Scale: F Minor Time Signature: 4/4 Tempo: 72 Suggested Strumming: DU,DU,DU,DU c h o r d z o n e . o r g [INTRO] C# Fm Eb C# Fm Eb Lil Tjay [VERSE ONE] C# I got a plan to run up some bands C# You tell me can't, I tell you, I am Fm Free all my brothers that's stuck in the can Eb Glizzy on me, .38 on jam C# Opp pack, I can make you a strand Free Mark, he went dumb off a Xan Fm Fake jeans, that shit come from Japan Eb I be flexing, you can look at my 'Gram C# Bitches see me and they know who I am C# Lil Tjay, oh my God, I'm a fan Fm Lil Tjay, oh my God, I'm the man Eb I remember I was whippin' the pan C# Wasn't right, but I did what I can Fuck it, though, 'cause I'm just livin' my life Fm Remember times when the day wasn't bright Eb Half a pint up in a two-liter Sprite C# I'ma make sure all my niggas aight C# Commissary and I'm shippin' out kites Fm Takin' off, 'bout to book me a flight Eb Diamonds dancin' in the middle of night C# Fire bitches started bein' polite C# I remember when I was wasn't they type Fm Now they figure I can better they life Eb I ain't listenin' to niggas advice C# Unless I feel what you tellin' me right C# Fuck tomorrow, I'ma ball for tonight Fm I got potential to ball like I'm Mike Eb VVS diamonds, no regular ice C# Heard a mistake when they see me on sight C# Bitch, all that talkin' endanger your life Fm I keep a strap, Lil Tjay a dyke Eb Bread on my head, I could double the price, nigga www.chordzone.org [CHORUS] C# Runnin' your mouth C# I'll have my young niggas run in your house Fm You could be dead 'fore the sun even out Eb Bitch, you could mob, and no toungin' me down C# Make fun of me now, they see me like, "Wow" C# Niggas that hate they gon' wanna be down, runnin' your mouth Fm I'll have my young niggas run in your house Eb You could be dead 'fore the sun even out, ayy [VERSE TWO] C# It's not about holdin' my pants up C# This money gon' call, I'ma answer Fm I used to be down, well, look at me now Eb I just fucked some bitch named Amanda C# And bitches be blingin' my hotline C# Drop top at the stop sign Fm You say that you flexin', boy, stop lyin' Eb And your bitch an eater, she not mine C# And I'm goin' straight to the top, watch how I open up shop Fm Fuck out my way, I don't need you, I be great Eb Gettin' to it out of state C# I need a bag, that's the reason why I splash C# Every time I'm on the track Fm Foot on the gas, leave them niggas in the past Eb I remember I was trash C# Down to my last, I ain't never even ask C# Now I look at y'all and laugh Fm Niggas be mad, why don't you look at my dad? Eb It's crazy this happened so fast C# I'm on the road and I'm bringin' my bros C# I'ma do it for all of the guys on the ave Fm Pop me a flag, pop me a tag Eb Sippin' dirty, I don't know how to act C# They said I'm the new A Boogie, relax C# I ain't never try to copy your swag Fm I'm just tryna put my hood on the map Eb Ellie use to live right next to the trap C# Love or hate me, I'ma get to the racks C# Skippin' niggas and they pull ya back Fm I was sleepy, I was takin' a nap Fm Eb Ah, nah, nah www.chordzone.org [CHORUS] C# Runnin' your mouth C# I'll have my young niggas run in your house Fm You could be dead 'fore the sun even out Eb Bitch, you could mob, and no toungin' me down C# Make fun of me now, they see me like, "Wow" C# Niggas that hate they gon' wanna be down, runnin' your mouth Fm I'll have my young niggas run in your house Eb C# You could be dead 'fore the sun even out, ayy [OUTRO] Fm 'Fore the sun even out Eb C# You could be dead 'fore the sun even out Eb Yo, yo, yo C# Lil Tjay
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