HOTBOII – Rich How I’m Dyin Chords and Tabs for Guitar and Piano

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This single was released on 15 June 2022. The vocals are by Hotboii, the music is produced by Heavy in the Chevy , MK Beats, and the lyrics are written by Hotboii, Heavy in the Chevy , MK Beats.
This song is originally in the key of F Minor. You can change it to any key you want, using the Transpose option. The average tempo is 105 BPM. These chords are simple and easy to play on the guitar, ukulele or piano.

 
Original Key: F Minor
Time Signature: 4/4
Tempo: 105
Suggested Strumming: DU,DU,DU,DU
c h o r d  z o n e . o r g
 [INTRO]

 Fm Db
 . 
 
 Ayy, Heavy, turn the beat up, though
  Db
 MK, get that shit up, then
 
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 [CHORUS]
      Fm
 I'm foreign whip riding, I fuck on the finest (Fuck on the finest)
  Fm                           Cm 
 I was born broke, now it's rich how I'm dying (Rich how I'm dying)
    Db 
 I came from below now my limits the sky (My limits the sky)
                                     Eb 
 They knew I was him, don't need no bitch to remind me (No bitch to remind me)

 Fm
 I'm foreign whip riding, I fuck on the finest (Fuck on the finest)
                              Cm
 I was born broke, now it's rich how I'm dying (Rich how I'm dying)
 Db 
 I came from below now my limits the sky (My limits the sky)
 Db                                    Eb 
 They knew I was him, don't need no bitch to remind me (No bitch to remind me)

 Fm
 Nigga if you ever see your dreams, go catch them
                                     Cm
 Still won't chase the girl of my dreams and I can catch her
 Db
 I remember sleeping in the car, no house
 Db                                  Eb
 Then got a house sleeping on the floor, no mattress

 Fm
 You can't even imagine, I ran it up the fastest
 Fm                               Cm
 To the fact that we used to be poor, it don't matter
          Db 
 In the pink jays when it rain pour, no Channel
 Db                               Eb
 No Santa, had to get it out the mud with no manners

 [VERSE] 
      Fm 
 New friends, no never
 Fm 
 They want in, I won't let them
  Fm                                       Cm 
 'Cause the feds on my trail, I'm in the field with no hammer
           Db
 Know the rats, they gon' tattle, the snakes, they gon' rattle
  Db                                Eb
 The fake they go blast, shoot 'em up

                    Fm
 And so, where you get a lil' revenue, it can dismantle you
                          Cm 
 In ways you never knew, yeah
                Db 
 I gave niggas hands they could never get up
  Db                                              Eb
 These niggas move backwards, they telling a front

                 Fm 
 Heard he got a thing for them girls with a butt
   Fm                                              Cm
 Let that ho pick his brain, then we turn him to runts
                                        Db
 Roll that boy up on stage, it's three five in the blunt
 Db                                         Eb 
 Now my check house barat any time of the month

                 Fm
 And you know a rat, they gon' rat on them, son
   Fm                                          Cm
 The snake and I'm sure they gon' rat on us, son
                  Db
 And you know a rat, they gon' rat on them, son
   Db                                          Eb
 The snake and I'm sure they gone rat on us, son

      Fm 
 I'm living my life, who's to say I'm living wrong?
 Fm                             Cm
 I don't even know why these niggas on my flow
    Db                           Eb 
 I know that it's fire like I rapped in the stove

                  Fm
 They know when it's hot, every rap hit your soul
  Fm 
 Like a shirt turn a opp to a merch this a stick shift
                         Cm
 Clip, I can flip it in reverse
                           Db 
 Trying to say it's my prime, but I know my worth
                                           Eb 
 Only fuck on the finest, I'm foreign whip swerving (Swerve)

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 [CHORUS]
 Fm 
 I'm foreign whip riding, I fuck on the finest (Fuck on the finest)
                            Cm 
 I was born broke, now it's rich how I'm dying (Rich how I'm dying)
   Db 
 I came from below now my limits the sky (My limits the sky)
                                      Eb
 They knew I was him, don't need no bitch to remind me (No bitch to remind me)

        Fm 
 I'm foreign whip riding, I fuck on the finest (Fuck on the finest)
                              Cm
 I was born broke, now it's rich how I'm dying (Rich how I'm dying)
   Db
 I came from below now my limits the sky (My limits the sky)
  Db                                  Eb
 They knew I was him, don't need no bitch to remind me (No bitch to remind me)

 Fm
 Nigga if you ever see your dreams, go catch them
 Cm 
 Still won't chase the girl of my dreams and I can catch her
  Db
 I remember sleeping in the car, no house
   Db                                Eb
 Then got a house sleeping on the floor, no mattress

 Fm 
 You can't even imagine, I ran it up the fastest
                                  Cm 
 To the fact that we used to be poor, it don't matter
       Db 
 In the pink jays when it rain pour, no Channel
 Db                                Eb
 No Santa, had to get it out the mud with no manners

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