Chords for DJ Khaled - WAY PAST LUCK (Official Music Video) ft. 21 Savage
Tempo:
77.15 bpm
Chords used:
D
C#m
E
A#
Bm
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[E]
[D] I got fake friends giving me hugs I got record labels giving me dubs
You can't book [C#m] me at clubs Police hate me, white fans show me love
I just gave away bites with a judge I grew [D] up in the mud
Legal money, I got rich from working I give back to my hood on purpose
When you [E] make it to the top you know them rumors gon' surface
[C#m] Know you talk behind my back cause your ass always be nervous
[D] Everything private on the jet we got curtains 30,000 feet and this big bus stops working
[C#m] I ain't from New Orleans but I know that you're heard of me
I don't play tennis but the models they [D] serve me
Feel like I'm that nigga but plenty women done curve me
Know my worth I gave myself to many women them deserve me
Trust that [E] you gave you my heart and you did nothing but hurt me
But one thing bout them tables they just don't stop turning
[D] One thing bout them tables they just don't stop
One thing bout this money it just won't stop
[C#m] Hard inside the trenches I can't go pop We make street records and they go pop
[D] Still stand on Venice even though I'm rich Niggas out of pocket grab the pool stick
[C#m] She don't get a purse then she gon' throw a fit
But she ride me like a rodeo no bullshit I [D] own a lot of homes I got good deeds
Dotting all my I's and crossing all my T's [C#m] Looking at my children all I see is me
You know it's different when you responsible for how somebody breathe
[D] Make sure that they eat cause I'm a hustler I don't believe in ghosts but he's a buster
Top shot of the streets know how many [C#m] niggas we done roughed up
Ferrari 1.2 remember Ryan in a pluck pluck
40 million a year this shit right [Bm] here way past locked up
[B]
[D]
[C#m]
[N]
[A#]
[A]
[N]
[A#]
[D] with a S [C] songs with a [Cm] S
[D] I got fake friends giving me hugs I got record labels giving me dubs
You can't book [C#m] me at clubs Police hate me, white fans show me love
I just gave away bites with a judge I grew [D] up in the mud
Legal money, I got rich from working I give back to my hood on purpose
When you [E] make it to the top you know them rumors gon' surface
[C#m] Know you talk behind my back cause your ass always be nervous
[D] Everything private on the jet we got curtains 30,000 feet and this big bus stops working
[C#m] I ain't from New Orleans but I know that you're heard of me
I don't play tennis but the models they [D] serve me
Feel like I'm that nigga but plenty women done curve me
Know my worth I gave myself to many women them deserve me
Trust that [E] you gave you my heart and you did nothing but hurt me
But one thing bout them tables they just don't stop turning
[D] One thing bout them tables they just don't stop
One thing bout this money it just won't stop
[C#m] Hard inside the trenches I can't go pop We make street records and they go pop
[D] Still stand on Venice even though I'm rich Niggas out of pocket grab the pool stick
[C#m] She don't get a purse then she gon' throw a fit
But she ride me like a rodeo no bullshit I [D] own a lot of homes I got good deeds
Dotting all my I's and crossing all my T's [C#m] Looking at my children all I see is me
You know it's different when you responsible for how somebody breathe
[D] Make sure that they eat cause I'm a hustler I don't believe in ghosts but he's a buster
Top shot of the streets know how many [C#m] niggas we done roughed up
Ferrari 1.2 remember Ryan in a pluck pluck
40 million a year this shit right [Bm] here way past locked up
[B]
[D]
[C#m]
[N]
[A#]
[A]
[N]
[A#]
[D] with a S [C] songs with a [Cm] S
Key:
D
C#m
E
A#
Bm
D
C#m
E
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_ _ _ _ [E] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [D] I got fake friends giving me hugs I got record labels giving me dubs
You can't book [C#m] me at clubs Police hate me, white fans show me love
I just gave away bites with a judge I grew [D] up in the mud
Legal money, I got rich from working I give back to my hood on purpose
When you [E] make it to the top you know them rumors gon' surface
[C#m] Know you talk behind my back cause your ass always be nervous
[D] Everything private on the jet we got curtains 30,000 feet and this big bus stops working
[C#m] I ain't from New Orleans but I know that you're heard of me
I don't play tennis but the models they [D] serve me
Feel like I'm that nigga but plenty women done curve me
Know my worth I gave myself to many women them deserve me
Trust that [E] you gave you my heart and you did nothing but hurt me
But one thing bout them tables they just don't stop turning
[D] One thing bout them tables they just don't stop
One thing bout this money it just won't stop
[C#m] Hard inside the trenches I can't go pop We make street records and they go pop
[D] Still stand on Venice even though I'm rich Niggas out of pocket grab the pool stick
[C#m] She don't get a purse then she gon' throw a fit
But she ride me like a rodeo no bullshit I [D] own a lot of homes I got good deeds
Dotting all my I's and crossing all my T's [C#m] Looking at my children all I see is me
You know it's different when you responsible for how somebody breathe
[D] Make sure that they eat cause I'm a hustler I don't believe in ghosts but he's a buster
Top shot of the streets know how many [C#m] niggas we done roughed up
Ferrari 1.2 remember Ryan in a pluck pluck
40 million a year this shit right [Bm] here way past locked up _ _
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_ _ _ _ _ [A#] _ _ _
_ _ [D] with a S [C] songs with a [Cm] S
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_ _ _ _ [E] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [D] I got fake friends giving me hugs I got record labels giving me dubs
You can't book [C#m] me at clubs Police hate me, white fans show me love
I just gave away bites with a judge I grew [D] up in the mud
Legal money, I got rich from working I give back to my hood on purpose
When you [E] make it to the top you know them rumors gon' surface
[C#m] Know you talk behind my back cause your ass always be nervous
[D] Everything private on the jet we got curtains 30,000 feet and this big bus stops working
[C#m] I ain't from New Orleans but I know that you're heard of me
I don't play tennis but the models they [D] serve me
Feel like I'm that nigga but plenty women done curve me
Know my worth I gave myself to many women them deserve me
Trust that [E] you gave you my heart and you did nothing but hurt me
But one thing bout them tables they just don't stop turning
[D] One thing bout them tables they just don't stop
One thing bout this money it just won't stop
[C#m] Hard inside the trenches I can't go pop We make street records and they go pop
[D] Still stand on Venice even though I'm rich Niggas out of pocket grab the pool stick
[C#m] She don't get a purse then she gon' throw a fit
But she ride me like a rodeo no bullshit I [D] own a lot of homes I got good deeds
Dotting all my I's and crossing all my T's [C#m] Looking at my children all I see is me
You know it's different when you responsible for how somebody breathe
[D] Make sure that they eat cause I'm a hustler I don't believe in ghosts but he's a buster
Top shot of the streets know how many [C#m] niggas we done roughed up
Ferrari 1.2 remember Ryan in a pluck pluck
40 million a year this shit right [Bm] here way past locked up _ _
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_ _ [D] with a S [C] songs with a [Cm] S