This single was released on 29 March 2020. The chords are in the original key of the song. You can change it to any key you want, using the Transpose option below. These chords are simple and easy to play on the guitar or piano.
Original Key: G Minor Time Signature: 4/4 Tempo: 88 Suggested Strumming: DU,DU,DU,DU c h o r d z o n e . o r g [INTRO] Gm F Eb Eb F Gm TouchofTrent be wildin' with it [VERSE] Gm F Eb They tell me it's all love, but I love all Eb I'm CashApp-in' a couple hundred whenever my brother call Eb F Gm Sometimes I like to scan the ledge, feel like I'm above 'em all Gm It was a joke when he copped out, now he wanna jump the wall Gm F Eb Them niggas always with some goofies, gettin' jumped at malls Eb I was tired of fuckin' hoes with one condom, I made the condom fall Eb F Gm From stylin' Denim jacket, that shit turned to Gucci scarves Gm I fucked the whole world no matter who involved www.chordzone.org [CHORUS] Gm F It's all love (You wouldn't listen) Eb It's all love (You wouldn't listen) Eb F It's all love (You wouldn't listen) Gm It's all love (You wouldn't listen) Gm F It's all love (You wouldn't listen) Eb It's all love (You wouldn't listen) Eb F It's all love (You wouldn't listen) Gm It's all love (You wouldn't listen) It's all love [VERSE] F Eb Man, it's all love Eb You can't love him without my brother 'cause it's all us Eb I'm off a Perc, my brother Doodie off a small bust F Gm But I'm a baller, when I pass the ball, I yell, "Hut" Gm F Gotta watch them cheesy, sneaky bitches, they be stealin' nut F Eb I talk down on the trenches, hoes know now damn well I still fuck Eb F Gm But the money get me insane, and I ain't know where the homie was Gm I was fucked up in the trenches, I ain't even know what a Rollie was Gm F I used to look up to this nigga, but he gave his homie up Eb 'Cause his daughter twelve years old, he gotta go do twenty-one Eb F Gm And I don't fuck with no fuck niggas, so these niggas don't owe me nothin' Gm Grown niggas act like kids, actin' like they Benjamin Button Gm F Put my own fee down for my lawyer, that shit was twenty-one-hundred Eb Had to detail with my dawg and he still wasn't comin' Eb F With his gun or without his gun, I say he still not runnin' Gm And he tote his gun like 50, but he still one hunnid, nigga www.chordzone.org [CHORUS] Gm F It's all love (You wouldn't listen) Eb It's all love (You wouldn't listen) Eb F It's all love (You wouldn't listen) Gm It's all love (You wouldn't listen) Gm It's all love [VERSE] F Eb It's all love, I thought it was real Eb He took a Percocet, wasn't all tryna pop a pill Eb F Gm Tryna prove a point to pop off first, he ain't your dawg, for real Gm I gotta acknowledge that Lamb' truck 'cause I had a Bonneville Gm F Eb I don't get mad when the guys tell me no 'cause I know my mama will Eb Different niggas, they rockin' Polo, I'm rockin' Tommy Hil' Eb F Gm Trenches niggas, they'll drop it all when it's time to kill Gm First time was a throw off on my bag when I signed the deal Gm F Eb They say it's favoritism, nah, these the ones I love the most Eb I bought her two, three diamond chokers 'cause she love to choke Eb F Gm 1942, the small bill, she love the boat Gm Durkio, smirk-io, yeah, she love the GOAT Gm F Yeah, I love them G locks Eb Got away from mama, phony niggas I had to detox Eb F They don't even shoot at niggas no more, they love to beatbox Gm Walked up out your life with a pair of socks, that's two hunnid, that's them G socks [CHORUS] Gm F It's all love (You wouldn't listen) Eb It's all love (You wouldn't listen) Eb F It's all love (You wouldn't listen) Gm It's all love (You wouldn't listen) Gm F It's all love (You wouldn't listen) Eb It's all love (You wouldn't listen) Eb F It's all love (You wouldn't listen) Gm It's all love (You wouldn't listen) It's all love