Chords for Jay Z Ft. Kanye West- Why I Love You Lyrics
Tempo:
63.025 bpm
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Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[F] I [Dm] love you so, [A] but why [F] I
[D] [A] let you go?
[D] I love you [Am] so, but why I let [F] our love go?
[D] [Am] Why I let you [F] go?
that the thorns burning, wrongs burning, and I'm sitting in the corner all alone burning.
[Am] determine.
and they want me dead.
[Am] get fly more, get high more, cry for, why for?
[D] [A] let you go?
[D] I love you [Am] so, but why I let [F] our love go?
[D] [Am] Why I let you [F] go?
that the thorns burning, wrongs burning, and I'm sitting in the corner all alone burning.
[Am] determine.
and they want me dead.
[Am] get fly more, get high more, cry for, why for?
100% ➙ 63BPM
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[F] I [Dm] love you so, [A] but why [F] I _ _
_ _ [D] _ [A] let you go?
[F] _ _
_ [D] I love you [Am] so, but why I let [F] our love go?
_ [D] _ _ [Am] Why I let you [F] go?
Bitch, you hope you will that the thorns burning, wrongs burning, and I'm sitting in the corner all alone burning.
[Dm] Why does it always end up like this?
Something that we don't [Am] determine.
Same people that I fought for, that I fight for, that I ride for, [Dm] that I live for, that I die for.
[F] You the reason that these niggas is alive for, and they want me dead.
I'm sorry, but I just can't die for you, [Dm] but I can make them put their hands in the sky for you.
We wait for the fireworks like you fly for, [Am] get fly more, get high more, cry for, why for?
[Dm] When the grief is over, beat the soul, [F] I'll be fly when Easter's over.
I try to teach niggas how to be kings, and all they ever wanted to be was soldiers.
[D] So the love is gone, so blood is strong, you no longer wear the same uniform.
[A] Fuck you squares, the circle got [Am] smaller, the castle got bigger, the balls got [D] taller.
And truth be [F] told, after all that's said, niggas still got love for you.
I'm _ [Dm] _ _ [A] _ _ [F] _ _
_ _ [Dm] _ _ [A] _ _ [F] _ _
_ _ [Dm] _ _ [A] _ _ [F] _ _
_ _ [D] _ _ [Am] _ _ [F] sorry niggas, you creeped out my heart and you stepped on it.
I picked up the pieces when you swept [Dm] on it.
God damn, this shit leaves a mess on it.
Shit feeling like death [Am] on it.
Charge it to the game, whatever's left on it.
I spent about a minute, maybe less [Dm] on it.
Fly pelican, fly turn the jets on it.
But first I [F] shout, I dress on it.
Wasn't I good king?
Maybe too much of a good [Dm] thing, huh?
Didn't ask for you, you didn't give the money, what you loyal [Am] to, huh?
I [A] gave you my loyalty, [Am] made you royalty.
And [Dm] royalties, took care of these niggas' lawyer [F] fees.
And this is how niggas rewarded me, damn.
_ [D] _ _ [A] _ _ [F] _ _
_ _ [D] _ _ [A] _ _ [F] _ _
[C] [A] Busting at me, b-b-b-busting [Em] at me.
[D] But I'm bulletproof, bitch, you can't get nothing [G] past me.
[D] Got body [A] armor, a nigga gotta watch the [G] throne.
[Am] And I'm busting back, some niggas in the class, I should not throw [C] stones.
What do you [A] do when the love turn to hate?
Gotta separate [Em] from these fucking fakes.
Seize it and [D] see it, so he cease to exist.
So the nigga that killed him, that key's to [G] his shit.
[B] And I'm my [Em] brother's keeper, only if that nigga no [Am] creeper.
Got a pistol under my pillow, I ain't never been a [F] deep sleeper.
P-p-p [Dm]-paranoia, cause the nigga that said [A] he'll
Blast [F] for ya, is now blasting for ya.
That's an assassin [Am] for ya, these niggas gotta shot their shoot.
Please Lord, [F] forgive him, for these niggas not know what they do. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [D] _ [A] let you go?
[F] _ _
_ [D] I love you [Am] so, but why I let [F] our love go?
_ [D] _ _ [Am] Why I let you [F] go?
Bitch, you hope you will that the thorns burning, wrongs burning, and I'm sitting in the corner all alone burning.
[Dm] Why does it always end up like this?
Something that we don't [Am] determine.
Same people that I fought for, that I fight for, that I ride for, [Dm] that I live for, that I die for.
[F] You the reason that these niggas is alive for, and they want me dead.
I'm sorry, but I just can't die for you, [Dm] but I can make them put their hands in the sky for you.
We wait for the fireworks like you fly for, [Am] get fly more, get high more, cry for, why for?
[Dm] When the grief is over, beat the soul, [F] I'll be fly when Easter's over.
I try to teach niggas how to be kings, and all they ever wanted to be was soldiers.
[D] So the love is gone, so blood is strong, you no longer wear the same uniform.
[A] Fuck you squares, the circle got [Am] smaller, the castle got bigger, the balls got [D] taller.
And truth be [F] told, after all that's said, niggas still got love for you.
I'm _ [Dm] _ _ [A] _ _ [F] _ _
_ _ [Dm] _ _ [A] _ _ [F] _ _
_ _ [Dm] _ _ [A] _ _ [F] _ _
_ _ [D] _ _ [Am] _ _ [F] sorry niggas, you creeped out my heart and you stepped on it.
I picked up the pieces when you swept [Dm] on it.
God damn, this shit leaves a mess on it.
Shit feeling like death [Am] on it.
Charge it to the game, whatever's left on it.
I spent about a minute, maybe less [Dm] on it.
Fly pelican, fly turn the jets on it.
But first I [F] shout, I dress on it.
Wasn't I good king?
Maybe too much of a good [Dm] thing, huh?
Didn't ask for you, you didn't give the money, what you loyal [Am] to, huh?
I [A] gave you my loyalty, [Am] made you royalty.
And [Dm] royalties, took care of these niggas' lawyer [F] fees.
And this is how niggas rewarded me, damn.
_ [D] _ _ [A] _ _ [F] _ _
_ _ [D] _ _ [A] _ _ [F] _ _
[C] [A] Busting at me, b-b-b-busting [Em] at me.
[D] But I'm bulletproof, bitch, you can't get nothing [G] past me.
[D] Got body [A] armor, a nigga gotta watch the [G] throne.
[Am] And I'm busting back, some niggas in the class, I should not throw [C] stones.
What do you [A] do when the love turn to hate?
Gotta separate [Em] from these fucking fakes.
Seize it and [D] see it, so he cease to exist.
So the nigga that killed him, that key's to [G] his shit.
[B] And I'm my [Em] brother's keeper, only if that nigga no [Am] creeper.
Got a pistol under my pillow, I ain't never been a [F] deep sleeper.
P-p-p [Dm]-paranoia, cause the nigga that said [A] he'll
Blast [F] for ya, is now blasting for ya.
That's an assassin [Am] for ya, these niggas gotta shot their shoot.
Please Lord, [F] forgive him, for these niggas not know what they do. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
