QUANDO RONDO feat YOUNGBOY NEVER BROKE AGAIN – Keep Me Dry Piano Chords | Guitar Chords | Sheet Music & Tabs

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This song is from the album 3860, released on 17 November 2022. The vocals are by Quando Rondo , Youngboy Never Broke Again, the music is produced by Quando Rondo , Youngboy Never Broke Again, and the lyrics are written by Quando Rondo , Youngboy Never Broke Again .
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 95 BPM. These chords are simple and easy to play on the guitar, ukulele or piano.

 
Original Key: F Minor
Time Signature: 4/4
Tempo: 95
Suggested Strumming: DU,DU,DU,DU
c h o r d  z o n e . o r g
 [INTRO]

  Fm Eb Bbm Eb
 . 
 (It's a Menace beat)

 [CHORUS] 
  Fm         Eb                  Bbm           Db         Eb
 My Lord, got a better understandin', I'm not young no more
 Fm                       Eb                                 Db 
 From the streets to the place to be, from the police car to GT
  Db                                  Eb                  Fm
 Got a funeral I must attend, so my slacks, they gotta crease
  Fm                           Eb
 Remember them sayin' "You're weak, you're beat, you're slow, you're sleep" (Yeah)
 Db                                                  Eb
 From when they say they'll see you later, then they die
  Fm                       Eb                         Bbm
 Losin' my mind, I don't wanna let 'em see me cry, oh, no
                                Db              Eb 
 Stuck in the rain and all this money keep me dry

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  [VERSE] 
  Fm           Eb 
 "Hey, sir", "How you doin', young man?"
             Bbm                              Db          Eb 
 "It was somethin' kept tellin' me for to come talk to you"
 Fm                 Eb
 And it seem like that it's somethin' ain't goin' right
  Bbm                       Db  Eb
 Here to smooth out my brother
               Fm                 Eb 
 I miss my cousin nigga, I slept in a bed with 'em
             Bbm                          Db            Eb 
 I'm missin' dead niggas, 'cause you know I ran with 'em

            Fm                        Eb 
 I keep my fam' with me, 'cause you know I don't fuck with niggas
    Bbm                                 Db          Eb 
 Mr. Steal His Bitch, poppin' drugs, takin' gasoline
          Fm                              Eb 
 And my wrist game too proper, call it Harvard on a nigga, yeah
  Bbm                              Db             Eb 
 Wit' Lil Jordan tryna steal a forty, now my nigga dead
  Fm                             Eb
 Fucked up, but still drive Ferrari on a bad day
   Bbm                       Db        Eb
 I'm hope that she can comprehend me

 
 Fm         Eb                   Bbm              Db         Eb
 My Lord, got a better understandin', I'm not young no more
   Fm                       Eb                                Bbm
 From the streets to the place to be, from the police car to GT
                       Db             Eb                    Fm 
 Got a funeral I must attend, so my slacks, they gotta crease
   Fm                           Eb 
 Remember them sayin' "You're weak, you're beat, you're slow, you're sleep" (Yeah)
   Bbm                                 Db                Eb 
 From when they say they'll see you later, then they die
   Fm                         Eb                   Bbm 
 Losin' my mind, I don't wanna let 'em see me cry, oh, no
    Bbm                           Db              Eb 
 Stuck in the rain and all this money keep me dry

 [VERSE] 
  Fm                 Eb                               Bbm 
 In the trenches, probably where I feel the safest at
   Bbm                         Db            Eb 
 We've been broke up for a minute baby, take me back
  Fm                    Eb                         Bbm
 I'm too loaded out my mental, ain't no shakin' back
    Bbm                  Db             Eb 
 Two extensions in my rental, if he eighty racks
  Fm                  Eb 
 High speed in the Banshee
  Bbm                                         Db       Eb
 I done been to ten this week and that's a damn shame
              Fm                    Eb 
 Try to keep my mama off the street, but she so damaged
                 Bbm                                 Db      Eb 
 It's like my heart now scared to beat, 'cause I'm so damaged (Mmm)

 Fm                  Eb                                     Bbm 
 I'm traumatized from homicides, them murder one be the victim
  Bbm                        Db                       Eb 
 Jumped off the porch at grandma house, she throw up 60 my nigga
  Fm                        Eb                                  Bbm
 They got my dawg on house arrest, don't wanna see beat the system
   Bbm                          Db                    Eb              Fm
 I'm steady thinkin' I'm gon' die, that's why I sleep with my pistol

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 [CHORUS] 
   Fm        Eb                  Bbm              Db         Eb 
 My Lord, got a better understandin', I'm not young no more
  Fm                        Eb                                Db 
 From the streets to the place to be, from the police car to GT
   Db                                 Db            Eb      Fm 
 Got a funeral I must attend, so my slacks, they gotta crease
   Fm                          Eb
 Remember them sayin' "You're weak, you're beat, you're slow, you're sleep" (Yeah)
   Bbm                                 Db                Eb
 From when they say they'll see you later, then they die
     Fm                   Eb                           Bbm
 Losin' my mind, I don't wanna let 'em see me cry, oh, no
    Bbm                           Db             Eb  Fm
 Stuck in the rain and all this money keep me dry

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