This song is originally in the key of A Minor. You can change it to any key you want, using the Transpose option. The average tempo is 78 BPM. These chords are simple and easy to play on the guitar, ukulele or piano.
Original Key: A Minor Time Signature: 4/4 Tempo: 78 Suggested Strumming: DU,DU,DU,DU c h o r d z o n e . o r g [INTRO] Am Say, Lil Crix had told me to fuck with this shit right here, so Am I was in Malibu Canyon, this shit say, "8am in Charlotte," but it look like what? Am 11 a.m. in Cali, bitch Am 11 a.m., and I had the Lamb' out there too [VERSE] Am a.m. in Charlotte, but it was actually 11 in Malibu Canyon Am I'm startin' to understand that I'm a threat to these niggas and I was just playin' Am And I got longevity, and it's been longevity, Am and niggas been scared of me Am From ever since I remember, that's what the streets tell me Am I don't even care 'bout that shit though, Am I'm tryna get rich, ho Am Who Boosta think he is? Who you niggas think you be? Am Woke up out the door, in the whip, Am I poured eight (Pour eight, man, say) Am Woke up out the door, in the whip, Am I poured еight Am Fell asleep in the Ghost, Am thought I seen a nigga face Am Lil' dawg say, "Bеfore he let you shake 'em, Am he'll snake ya" Am And if the bitch leave, Am then she gon' send them folks, she waitin' Am Lil' dawg say, "Before he let you shake 'em, Am he'll snake ya" Am And if the bitch leave, Am then she gon' send them folks, she waitin' for you, Am she go Am Niggas pocket watchin', bitch peepin' in my safe Am Everybody tryna duck the reaper or a case Am I ain't got the time or the patience for a fake Am I just wanna provide for my babies, Am make sure they straight Am What's a opp? My chopper got a extendo on the Drac' Am I'll drive the Lambo' to San Diego for a paint Am Why me and my niggas gotta fall out Am soon I get this paper? Am Thinkin' back to the fun times, Am shit, I wasn't even straight Am You from them ugly corners, Am this shit a beautiful disaster Am You'll have your head on a platter by the plate Am Every time they wanna ask 'bout Yak, that shit get 'em Am I sent brat on a hit, my nigga came back gleeful Am In a county jail, busted down, went well, me and Slate Am Thinkin' 'bout Jay and all the nights I had to turn reaper [OUTRO] Am In God's hands Am Be grateful Am That He was there Am Glory
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