Chords for Lil Durk - No Label (Official Audio)
Tempo:
100.3 bpm
Chords used:
F
Dm
Bb
C
Cm
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[Dm] It's so crazy cuz I made this [F] song about another nigga feelings.
What he going through with this [Bb] bitch.
He actually one of my dogs.
You know what I'm saying so, here you go.
[Dm] [G] [F] [Dm]
[F] [Cm]
[Dm]
[F]
[Bb]
[Dm] [F]
[Bb]
[Dm] [C] [F]
[Bb] I [Dm] ain't wanna label, I [F] ain't wanna label.
I ain't [Bb] tryna be your friend, or your man, or your husband.
I don't wanna label.
[Dm] You steady throwing your pussy but I don't [F] want none.
I got a wife so after me you gotta [Bb] fuck fun.
Damn Ike, damn Booker, then it's more fun.
I kick her [F] out slick as hell, tell her [Dm] slow run.
I know a couple divas, they [F] still a secret.
The bitches I made [C] easy, you [Bb] would not believe it.
This shit was never easy, I moved to T.
Me and two three singers, we [Dm] had a three.
Back to back, fuckin' back to back, off the [C] perky.
Back to back, [F] sold all them lies, I was [Bb] perfect.
Always tryna run the streets deep, I was thirsty.
Gotta watch my back, a lot of niggas tryna [Dm] hurt me.
That's why I keep my 50 and my [F] 30.
Niggas ain't no shit, they washed up detergent.
[Bb] Big backwoods, set back and burn.
I'm back [F] turned, [Gm] hot like [Dm] a furnace.
Bitch I made you, took you out the hood and [Cm] I saved you.
While them other niggas tryna [Dm] play you.
[Bb] Bitch you ungrateful, [F] bitch you [Bb] ungrateful.
Bitch you ungrateful.
[Dm] I ain't wanna label, [F] I ain't wanna label.
[C] I [Bb] ain't tryna be your friend, nor your man, nor your husband.
I don't wanna label.
[Dm] [F]
[Bb]
[Dm] [F]
[Bb]
What he going through with this [Bb] bitch.
He actually one of my dogs.
You know what I'm saying so, here you go.
[Dm] [G] [F] [Dm]
[F] [Cm]
[Dm]
[F]
[Bb]
[Dm] [F]
[Bb]
[Dm] [C] [F]
[Bb] I [Dm] ain't wanna label, I [F] ain't wanna label.
I ain't [Bb] tryna be your friend, or your man, or your husband.
I don't wanna label.
[Dm] You steady throwing your pussy but I don't [F] want none.
I got a wife so after me you gotta [Bb] fuck fun.
Damn Ike, damn Booker, then it's more fun.
I kick her [F] out slick as hell, tell her [Dm] slow run.
I know a couple divas, they [F] still a secret.
The bitches I made [C] easy, you [Bb] would not believe it.
This shit was never easy, I moved to T.
Me and two three singers, we [Dm] had a three.
Back to back, fuckin' back to back, off the [C] perky.
Back to back, [F] sold all them lies, I was [Bb] perfect.
Always tryna run the streets deep, I was thirsty.
Gotta watch my back, a lot of niggas tryna [Dm] hurt me.
That's why I keep my 50 and my [F] 30.
Niggas ain't no shit, they washed up detergent.
[Bb] Big backwoods, set back and burn.
I'm back [F] turned, [Gm] hot like [Dm] a furnace.
Bitch I made you, took you out the hood and [Cm] I saved you.
While them other niggas tryna [Dm] play you.
[Bb] Bitch you ungrateful, [F] bitch you [Bb] ungrateful.
Bitch you ungrateful.
[Dm] I ain't wanna label, [F] I ain't wanna label.
[C] I [Bb] ain't tryna be your friend, nor your man, nor your husband.
I don't wanna label.
[Dm] [F]
[Bb]
[Dm] [F]
[Bb]
Key:
F
Dm
Bb
C
Cm
F
Dm
Bb
[Dm] _ It's so crazy cuz I made this [F] song about another nigga feelings.
What he going through with this [Bb] bitch.
He actually one of my dogs.
You know what I'm saying so, here you go.
[Dm] _ _ _ [G] _ _ [F] _ _ [Dm] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [F] _ _ [Cm] _ _
[Dm] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [F] _ _ _ _
[Bb] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[Dm] _ _ _ _ [F] _ _ _ _
_ [Bb] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[Dm] _ _ _ [C] _ _ _ [F] _ _
[Bb] _ _ _ _ _ _ I [Dm] ain't wanna label, I [F] ain't wanna label.
I ain't [Bb] tryna be your friend, or your man, or your husband.
I don't wanna label. _ _
[Dm] You steady throwing your pussy but I don't [F] want none.
I got a wife so after me you gotta [Bb] fuck fun.
Damn Ike, damn Booker, then it's more fun.
I kick her [F] out slick as hell, tell her [Dm] slow run.
I know a couple divas, they [F] still a secret.
The bitches I made [C] easy, you [Bb] would not believe it.
This shit was never easy, I moved to T.
Me and two three singers, we [Dm] had a three.
Back to back, fuckin' back to back, off the [C] perky.
Back to back, [F] sold all them lies, I was [Bb] perfect.
Always tryna run the streets deep, I was thirsty.
Gotta watch my back, a lot of niggas tryna [Dm] hurt me.
That's why I keep my 50 and my [F] 30.
Niggas ain't no shit, they washed up detergent.
[Bb] Big backwoods, set back and burn.
I'm back [F] turned, [Gm] hot like [Dm] a furnace.
Bitch I made you, took you out the hood and [Cm] I saved you.
While them other niggas tryna [Dm] play you.
[Bb] Bitch you ungrateful, [F] bitch you [Bb] ungrateful.
Bitch you ungrateful.
[Dm] I ain't wanna label, _ [F] I ain't wanna label.
[C] I [Bb] ain't tryna be your friend, nor your man, nor your husband.
I don't wanna label. _ _
[Dm] _ _ _ _ [F] _ _ _ _
[Bb] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[Dm] _ _ _ _ [F] _ _ _ _
[Bb] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
What he going through with this [Bb] bitch.
He actually one of my dogs.
You know what I'm saying so, here you go.
[Dm] _ _ _ [G] _ _ [F] _ _ [Dm] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [F] _ _ [Cm] _ _
[Dm] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [F] _ _ _ _
[Bb] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[Dm] _ _ _ _ [F] _ _ _ _
_ [Bb] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[Dm] _ _ _ [C] _ _ _ [F] _ _
[Bb] _ _ _ _ _ _ I [Dm] ain't wanna label, I [F] ain't wanna label.
I ain't [Bb] tryna be your friend, or your man, or your husband.
I don't wanna label. _ _
[Dm] You steady throwing your pussy but I don't [F] want none.
I got a wife so after me you gotta [Bb] fuck fun.
Damn Ike, damn Booker, then it's more fun.
I kick her [F] out slick as hell, tell her [Dm] slow run.
I know a couple divas, they [F] still a secret.
The bitches I made [C] easy, you [Bb] would not believe it.
This shit was never easy, I moved to T.
Me and two three singers, we [Dm] had a three.
Back to back, fuckin' back to back, off the [C] perky.
Back to back, [F] sold all them lies, I was [Bb] perfect.
Always tryna run the streets deep, I was thirsty.
Gotta watch my back, a lot of niggas tryna [Dm] hurt me.
That's why I keep my 50 and my [F] 30.
Niggas ain't no shit, they washed up detergent.
[Bb] Big backwoods, set back and burn.
I'm back [F] turned, [Gm] hot like [Dm] a furnace.
Bitch I made you, took you out the hood and [Cm] I saved you.
While them other niggas tryna [Dm] play you.
[Bb] Bitch you ungrateful, [F] bitch you [Bb] ungrateful.
Bitch you ungrateful.
[Dm] I ain't wanna label, _ [F] I ain't wanna label.
[C] I [Bb] ain't tryna be your friend, nor your man, nor your husband.
I don't wanna label. _ _
[Dm] _ _ _ _ [F] _ _ _ _
[Bb] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[Dm] _ _ _ _ [F] _ _ _ _
[Bb] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _