It is originally in the key of Eb Minor. You can change it to any key you want, using the Transpose option. The average tempo is 88 BPM. These chords are simple and easy to play on the guitar or piano.
Producer(s): Karltin Bankz, LondnBlue, Dmac , Tahj Money,
Writer(s): Polo G, Dmac, Tahj Money, LondnBlue , Karltin Bankz,
Original Key: Eb 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] Ebm Gb Db B . (Dmac on the fuckin' track) Ebm Gb Db B (Tahj Money) www.chordzone.org [CHORUS] Ebm Gb I'm so sick of farewells and R.I.P.'s Db In the trenches yellin', "Gang gang," mob ties what I bleed B Don't claim to be an opp, 'cause niggas die from that disease Ebm He gon' let that blow with ease Gb Can I speak my mind, can I breathe? Gb I know she might cry if I leave Db I been fooled by liars and thieves B Iced out my Rollie, but I know time cannot freeze [VERSE ONE] Ebm Once you give my pussy up, it's over with Gb Miss who you used to be, 'cause that's who I was closer with Gb Db I'm in my bag now, I act like I don't know the bitch Db B Before I knew what platinum was, was tryna go on hits B Ebm Well if he act like he 'bout it, then put him on the list Ebm Gb You better pick out a casket, 'cause they goin' quick Gb Db They gassed him up, now tears sheddin' when they post his pic Db B I know 'bout some flukey shit, I heard he died on a lick Ebm My whole squad scorin', bitch, we don't do no assists Gb Potential wasted, couldn't stay in his lane, he ain't know his niche Db Might catch him at the red light tryna load his blick B Every day a gamble with your life, all we know is risk Ebm From the Windy City where you bound to see the coldest shit www.chordzone.org [CHORUS] Ebm Gb I'm so sick of farewells and R.I.P.'s Db In the trenches yellin', "Gang gang," mob ties what I bleed B Don't claim to be an opp, 'cause niggas die from that disease Ebm He gon' let that blow with ease Gb Can I speak my mind, can I breathe? Gb I know she might cry if I leave Db I been fooled by liars and thieves B Iced out my Rollie, but I know time cannot freeze [VERSE TWO] Ebm Switches on them glizzys, get to blowin' like it's four of me Gb Promise to my son that the streets won't get no more of me Db Remember every line from that obituary poetry B See they peep I'm ballin' now, just go back to ignorin' me Ebm Always gotta spazz, unleash the beast when they recordin' me Gb Lord, I'm tryna take it easy on 'em, but they forcin' me Db See him in person and that boy won't stand on shit he been sayin' B Pop shit like Taliban, loadin' up them sticks in a van Ebm You know it's fuck the other side 'cause my niggas gone Gb Always been fuck the other side, we don't get along Db If we bump heads, like Marvin Gaye, let's get it on B Aim for the head, that chopper spray, we get 'em gone Ebm Independent, her hair down, and she feelin' grown Gb Tryna correct her flaw, she filled with silicone Db And she ain't all innocent, she did a nigga wrong B I got a playlist for your heart, girl, pick a song [CHORUS] Ebm Gb I'm so sick of farewells and R.I.P.'s Db In the trenches yellin', "Gang gang," mob ties what I bleed B Don't claim to be an opp, 'cause niggas die from that disease Ebm He gon' let that blow with ease Gb Can I speak my mind, can I breathe? Gb I know she might cry if I leave Db I been fooled by liars and thieves B Iced out my Rollie, but I know time cannot freeze
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