skip to content

FIVIO FOREIGN, MEEK MILL – Same 24 Chords and Tabs for Guitar and Piano | Sheet Music & Tabs

#
A+
A-

SPONSOR AD
This single was released on 19 January 2024. The vocals are by Fivio Foreign, Meek Mill, the music is produced by Saint Cardona , Lala the DJ, and the lyrics are written by Fivio Foreign, Meek Mill , Cristion D’or.
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 90 BPM. These chords are simple and easy to play on the guitar, ukulele or piano.

 
Original Key: F Minor
Time Signature: 4/4
Tempo: 90
Suggested Strumming: DU,DU,DU,DU
c h o r d  z o n e . o r g
[INTRO]
 
 [VERSE] 
 Fm
 Yeah
 Fm
 If everybody demons, I'ma call this hell
 Fm
 How I get rich off of a skill that I taught myself?
 Fm
 I remember when I couldn't even afford this belt
 Fm
 I ain't had the best drip, but I wore it well
 Fm
 Yeah, I brought that pain with me
 Fm
 I'd rather sleep alone than have the wrong bitch layin' with me
 Fm
 Different walks of life, but niggas is from the same city
 Fm
 I take him out the game for good, 
 Fm
 that nigga keep on playin' with me
 Fm
 I been through all type of shit
 Fm
 Fake friends, new opps, the wrong type of bitch
 Fm
 Goin' live, ShadeRoom, I lost likes and shit
 Fm
 I got famous, friends died, I lost life to this
 Fm
 And everybody actin' funny
 Fm
 Always get mad when I tell 'em that they actin' funny
 Fm
 And they gon' hate me with their soul, but they gon' ask for money
 Fm
 And when I tell 'em niggas "No," they say I'm actin' funny
 Fm
 Like I don't know the real truth
 Fm
 Like I don't know the shit that I survived would've killed you
 Fm
 I got rich, but when I was broke, I was on them pills too
 Fm
 To walk a mile in my feet, you had to steal shoes
 Fm
 We got the same twenty four hours, nigga
 Fm
 Why what's mine gotta be ours, nigga?
 Fm
 Talkin' 'bout niggas need help, nigga, I was "niggas"
 Fm
 But I rose out of the dirt, give me my flowers, nigga
 Fm
 I see you hatin', nigga, just admit it
 Fm
 How you playin' victim to a crime that you committed?
 Fm
 How you mad about a life that you ain't livin'?
 Fm
 And how you tell me how to spend a bag that you ain't gettin'?
 Fm
 Even my family couldn't stand me
 Fm
 I feel like only Instagram understand me
 Fm
 They kill me in they raps, but I don't believe the cap
 Fm
 'Cause every time I'm out, I'm never hidin' where I'm at
 Fm
 And they be talkin' crazy every day behind my back
 Fm
 But every time I see 'em, niggas always give me dap
 Fm
 Can I live? All that stupid shit I did
 Fm
 I iced out the gang before I iced out my kids
 Fm
 I packed out a show before I packed out my fridge
 Fm
 And they sayin' they need more, that's some disrespectful shit
 Fm
 Like bitch, I pay the rent, how you put my bags out and shit?
 Fm
 I brought you back in my life, how you want me back out the crib?
 Fm
 I'm tryna be a good nigga, why you wanna spazz out and glitch?
 Fm
 Actin' like it's nothin', I don't just pass out this gift
 Fm
 Damn, this what I waited for? Huh
 Fm
 To get money and get hated more?
 Fm
 Everybody I thought loved me is wagin' war
 Fm
 If I knew this what it was, I'd have been stayin' poor
 Fm
 If I knew this what it was, I'd have been stayin' poor

 www.chordzone.org
  
 [VERSE] 
 Fm
 If I knew this what it was, I'd have been sayin' more
 Fm
 If I thought it was a game, I would've been playin' more
 Fm
 I'm really hot 'cause I grew up without the fan on
 Fm
 I'm really 'bout to pull my Glock out on the landlord
 Fm
 I'm really like that, tell my mama we ain't stayin' poor
 Fm
 I feel like the G.O.A.T. every single time I cut that Lamb' on
 Fm
 Urn be on my dresser since he was present on my standoffs
 Fm
 My granny house a mil', she ain't even know I could rap my ass off
 Fm
 You shittin' me? I was super broke, I took that cast off
 Fm
 Started sellin' work, you hit this shit, you probably blast off
 Fm
 Auntie, she got seven homies, three, and I still passed off
 Fm
 Knowin' she won't pay me, but I'm knowin' I'm a rap star
 Fm
 Switchy on they block got niggas runnin' like they track stars
 Fm
 You spin too many times, we drill your whip up like it's Nascar
 Fm
 Ff ff ff, shoot your shit up on the dashboard
 Fm
 My youngin' tryna crash and 
 Fm
 he can't wait to go on this crash course
 Fm
 Ff ff ff, shoot your shit up on the dashboard
 Fm
 My youngin' tryna crash and 
 Fm
 he can't wait to go on this crash course

 www.chordzone.org
  
 [OUTRO]
 Fm
 Huh, Fivio Foreign, Meek Mills, nigga
 Fm
 Viral
 Fm
 Moral of the story, though
 Fm
 I got no sympathy for you bitch ass niggas
 Fm
 Yeah
 Fm
 Oh, yeah, when you, you niggas pick a side too, nigga
 Fm
 Ha, you bitch ass niggas
 Fm
 And when you pick a side, stay there, nigga
 Fm
 You know what time I'm on, you know my side, nigga

Recommended for you:


POPULAR SONGS

RELATED SONGS