Got It Right Chords by Rod Wave
Tempo:
112.45 bpm
Chords used:
D
Bm
F#m
G
A
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[D] How you that shit at TNT?
[F#m] [D] Huh?
I-I just been cool.
I-I done waited.
[A] You know.
[Bm] You know what I'm [G] sayin'?
I done waited all through my whole [F#m] life.
Shit, I [D] gotta take a shit.
I'm a little, I'm a little, I'm a little afraid to wait now.
I-I'm afraid to wait now.
Hey.
What?
You gotta tell me what's goin' on, man.
[F#m] [Bm] Yeah.
Yeah.
Yeah.
[D] Let's see.
I put a CD on my bag like a motherfuckin' quarterback.
[F#m] Place a knife [Bm] to paper, I don't care about where the party at.
In the road, dolo gettin' loaded off a party [D] pick.
Girl, my dawg was hatin' and I killed [F#m] her, caught her heart attack.
See, [D] I did her wrong, but I still say she started it.
And my child is way easier to get you where my heart is at.
Came [Bm] a long way, me and my sister towing [D] laundry bags.
Rikers songs, folding clothes at her laundry.
I used to wake up, walk school, wonderin' where my life is headed.
[F#m] I know my dream is comin' [D] cause I'm building and I'm ready.
Working in houses for this gorilla, I still regret it.
Buildin' stuff from the [G] ground, [D] I promise I'm unprotected.
Lookin' over my shoulder every time I die to dope.
Big ol' pistol on my hip, a nigga play, he better know.
And if you [Bm] play, you gotta go.
I'll see you later, adios.
All I wanted was [D] a dope.
It ain't no more kickin' doors, ain't gotta live like that no more.
My rappin' songs made me a millionaire, yeah.
[E] And Billy Ho made [Bm] me a billionaire.
Catch a case without a bond and see who really care.
See who [F#m] really care.
You know the city [D] too lonely, you niggas too loud.
The feds on the way to the city.
The boy got here with any type of needy, [Bm] I feel it.
Everybody make it back home safe, I feel it.
[F#m] [D] You know the rap ain't so pussy, they wanna give me a chance.
A nigga kick the door down [Bm] and force a little left hand.
Another truck in front, I get to see all my [D] fans.
Every night on the mic, 450 fans.
Hawaii, [F#m] you know.
[D]
[Bm] See it's a cold world, goin' up so fast.
I'll tell you the [F#m] story, still don't [D] know the how.
And I fly.
I was in handguns, pretending my life.
[Bm] And they fell so many times.
[G] [D] [A] [G] [D]
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Finally [Bm] got it right.
Just to figure it out.
Just to be a young [D] nigga in this world.
And to figure it out.
Man, I'm still learning.
I'm still, I still got a lot of shit that's fucked [A] up.
[Bm] But I'm maintaining every word just to get living.
Do no bills, paying [F#m] everything, no bills.
[D]
You know, growing up in this shit, I had to find myself.
See what was for me, you know.
And I want my fans, I want all this shit.
So bless them, I appreciate it.
Finally got it right.
[F#m] [D] Huh?
I-I just been cool.
I-I done waited.
[A] You know.
[Bm] You know what I'm [G] sayin'?
I done waited all through my whole [F#m] life.
Shit, I [D] gotta take a shit.
I'm a little, I'm a little, I'm a little afraid to wait now.
I-I'm afraid to wait now.
Hey.
What?
You gotta tell me what's goin' on, man.
[F#m] [Bm] Yeah.
Yeah.
Yeah.
[D] Let's see.
I put a CD on my bag like a motherfuckin' quarterback.
[F#m] Place a knife [Bm] to paper, I don't care about where the party at.
In the road, dolo gettin' loaded off a party [D] pick.
Girl, my dawg was hatin' and I killed [F#m] her, caught her heart attack.
See, [D] I did her wrong, but I still say she started it.
And my child is way easier to get you where my heart is at.
Came [Bm] a long way, me and my sister towing [D] laundry bags.
Rikers songs, folding clothes at her laundry.
I used to wake up, walk school, wonderin' where my life is headed.
[F#m] I know my dream is comin' [D] cause I'm building and I'm ready.
Working in houses for this gorilla, I still regret it.
Buildin' stuff from the [G] ground, [D] I promise I'm unprotected.
Lookin' over my shoulder every time I die to dope.
Big ol' pistol on my hip, a nigga play, he better know.
And if you [Bm] play, you gotta go.
I'll see you later, adios.
All I wanted was [D] a dope.
It ain't no more kickin' doors, ain't gotta live like that no more.
My rappin' songs made me a millionaire, yeah.
[E] And Billy Ho made [Bm] me a billionaire.
Catch a case without a bond and see who really care.
See who [F#m] really care.
You know the city [D] too lonely, you niggas too loud.
The feds on the way to the city.
The boy got here with any type of needy, [Bm] I feel it.
Everybody make it back home safe, I feel it.
[F#m] [D] You know the rap ain't so pussy, they wanna give me a chance.
A nigga kick the door down [Bm] and force a little left hand.
Another truck in front, I get to see all my [D] fans.
Every night on the mic, 450 fans.
Hawaii, [F#m] you know.
[D]
[Bm] See it's a cold world, goin' up so fast.
I'll tell you the [F#m] story, still don't [D] know the how.
And I fly.
I was in handguns, pretending my life.
[Bm] And they fell so many times.
[G] [D] [A] [G] [D]
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Finally [Bm] got it right.
Just to figure it out.
Just to be a young [D] nigga in this world.
And to figure it out.
Man, I'm still learning.
I'm still, I still got a lot of shit that's fucked [A] up.
[Bm] But I'm maintaining every word just to get living.
Do no bills, paying [F#m] everything, no bills.
[D]
You know, growing up in this shit, I had to find myself.
See what was for me, you know.
And I want my fans, I want all this shit.
So bless them, I appreciate it.
Finally got it right.
Key:
D
Bm
F#m
G
A
D
Bm
F#m
[D] How you that shit at TNT? _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [F#m] _ _ [D] Huh?
_ _ _ I-I just been cool.
I-I done waited.
[A] You know.
[Bm] _ _ _ You know what I'm [G] sayin'?
I done waited all through my whole [F#m] life.
Shit, I [D] gotta take a shit.
_ _ _ _ _ _ _
I'm a little, I'm a little, I'm a little afraid to wait now.
_ I-I'm afraid to wait now.
_ _ _ Hey.
What?
_ _ _ You gotta tell me what's goin' on, man.
_ [F#m] [Bm] Yeah. _ _ _
Yeah.
Yeah.
[D] Let's see.
I put a CD on my bag like a motherfuckin' quarterback.
[F#m] Place a knife [Bm] to paper, I don't care about where the party at.
In the road, dolo gettin' loaded off a party [D] pick.
Girl, my dawg was hatin' and I killed [F#m] her, caught her heart attack.
See, [D] I did her wrong, but I still say she started it.
And my child is way easier to get you where my heart is at.
Came [Bm] a long way, me and my sister towing [D] laundry bags.
Rikers songs, folding clothes at her laundry.
I used to wake up, walk school, wonderin' where my life is headed.
[F#m] I know my dream is comin' [D] cause I'm building and I'm ready.
Working in houses for this gorilla, I still regret it.
Buildin' stuff from the [G] ground, [D] I promise I'm unprotected.
Lookin' over my shoulder every time I die to dope.
Big ol' pistol on my hip, a nigga play, he better know.
And if you [Bm] play, you gotta go.
I'll see you later, adios.
All I wanted was [D] a dope.
It ain't no more kickin' doors, ain't gotta live like that no more.
My rappin' songs made me a millionaire, yeah.
[E] And Billy Ho made [Bm] me a billionaire.
Catch a case without a bond and see who really care.
See who [F#m] really care.
You know the city [D] too lonely, you niggas too loud.
The feds on the way to the city.
The boy got here with any type of needy, [Bm] I feel it.
Everybody make it back home safe, I feel it.
_ [F#m] [D] You know the rap ain't so pussy, they wanna give me a chance.
A nigga kick the door down [Bm] and force a little left hand.
Another truck in front, I get to see all my [D] fans.
Every night on the mic, 450 fans.
Hawaii, _ _ _ [F#m] you know.
[D] _ _
_ _ [Bm] See it's a cold world, goin' up so fast.
I'll tell you the [F#m] story, still don't [D] know the how. _
_ _ And I fly.
I was in handguns, pretending my life.
[Bm] _ And they fell so many times.
[G] _ _ [D] _ [A] _ _ [G] _ [D] _
_ _ _ _ _ Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Finally [Bm] got it right. _ _
Just to figure it out.
Just to be a young [D] nigga in this world.
And to figure it out.
Man, I'm still learning.
I'm still, I still got a lot of shit that's fucked [A] up.
[Bm] But I'm maintaining every word just to get living.
Do no bills, paying [F#m] everything, no bills.
_ [D]
You know, growing up in this shit, I had to find myself.
See what was for me, you know.
And I want my fans, I want all this shit.
So bless them, I appreciate it.
_ Finally got it right. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [F#m] _ _ [D] Huh?
_ _ _ I-I just been cool.
I-I done waited.
[A] You know.
[Bm] _ _ _ You know what I'm [G] sayin'?
I done waited all through my whole [F#m] life.
Shit, I [D] gotta take a shit.
_ _ _ _ _ _ _
I'm a little, I'm a little, I'm a little afraid to wait now.
_ I-I'm afraid to wait now.
_ _ _ Hey.
What?
_ _ _ You gotta tell me what's goin' on, man.
_ [F#m] [Bm] Yeah. _ _ _
Yeah.
Yeah.
[D] Let's see.
I put a CD on my bag like a motherfuckin' quarterback.
[F#m] Place a knife [Bm] to paper, I don't care about where the party at.
In the road, dolo gettin' loaded off a party [D] pick.
Girl, my dawg was hatin' and I killed [F#m] her, caught her heart attack.
See, [D] I did her wrong, but I still say she started it.
And my child is way easier to get you where my heart is at.
Came [Bm] a long way, me and my sister towing [D] laundry bags.
Rikers songs, folding clothes at her laundry.
I used to wake up, walk school, wonderin' where my life is headed.
[F#m] I know my dream is comin' [D] cause I'm building and I'm ready.
Working in houses for this gorilla, I still regret it.
Buildin' stuff from the [G] ground, [D] I promise I'm unprotected.
Lookin' over my shoulder every time I die to dope.
Big ol' pistol on my hip, a nigga play, he better know.
And if you [Bm] play, you gotta go.
I'll see you later, adios.
All I wanted was [D] a dope.
It ain't no more kickin' doors, ain't gotta live like that no more.
My rappin' songs made me a millionaire, yeah.
[E] And Billy Ho made [Bm] me a billionaire.
Catch a case without a bond and see who really care.
See who [F#m] really care.
You know the city [D] too lonely, you niggas too loud.
The feds on the way to the city.
The boy got here with any type of needy, [Bm] I feel it.
Everybody make it back home safe, I feel it.
_ [F#m] [D] You know the rap ain't so pussy, they wanna give me a chance.
A nigga kick the door down [Bm] and force a little left hand.
Another truck in front, I get to see all my [D] fans.
Every night on the mic, 450 fans.
Hawaii, _ _ _ [F#m] you know.
[D] _ _
_ _ [Bm] See it's a cold world, goin' up so fast.
I'll tell you the [F#m] story, still don't [D] know the how. _
_ _ And I fly.
I was in handguns, pretending my life.
[Bm] _ And they fell so many times.
[G] _ _ [D] _ [A] _ _ [G] _ [D] _
_ _ _ _ _ Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Finally [Bm] got it right. _ _
Just to figure it out.
Just to be a young [D] nigga in this world.
And to figure it out.
Man, I'm still learning.
I'm still, I still got a lot of shit that's fucked [A] up.
[Bm] But I'm maintaining every word just to get living.
Do no bills, paying [F#m] everything, no bills.
_ [D]
You know, growing up in this shit, I had to find myself.
See what was for me, you know.
And I want my fans, I want all this shit.
So bless them, I appreciate it.
_ Finally got it right. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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