Logic - YSIV (Official Audio) Chords

[F#] _ [C#] _ It's that young Sinatra 4 shit right here.
Rest in peace Mac Miller.
It's been like 10 years.
Here we go.
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Niggas so sophisticated.
[G#m] All these youngins do is rhyme like they inebriated.
I'm hated [F#m] but yeah, that's how you know I made it.
I'm one of the [G#m] illest.
I'm one of [F#m] the realest.
I'm one of the [G#m] killers.
The people, they feel us.
Me and my team [F#m] ain't millions, but you know, we stillest.
That's why [G#m] they wanna kill us.
That's why they wanna kill us.
Rap pack real all the [F#m] time.
We never phony.
I'm single [F#]-handedly running the game like [F#m] a Sony.
But the rest of these rappers is acting.
Pass them to Tony.
Pass them to Oscar.
[G#] From the new School Rappers.
Yeah, I'm the illest on [C#m] the roster.
Smoke like a roster.
Black and white like [C#] Rod Marnie.
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_ [G#m] _ [F#m] _ [G#] _ yea [F#m] like live money, these racist [G#m] motherfuckers hate that last time
Prolly haters on the internet ain't got nothing [C#m] to bargain
Said I'd never make a bitch, [F#] I just sold out the garden
Lightsed Bitch and then you die, [F#m] that's why we get high
Cause you never [G#m] know when you're gonna go
Lightsed Bitch and then you die, [F#m] that's why we get high
Cause you never [G#m] know when you're gonna [C#] go
Lightsed Bitch and then you die, [C#m] that's why we get high
Cause you never [G#m] when you're gonna go
Lightsed Bitch and then you [C#m] die that's why we sip scotch
I got the bread [G#m] but these fuckers neither don't like a baker
The legends of Brummie love me like [F#m] a RZA like Nas like Jay
Cause [G#] I'm ass of the flow from back in the day
Respected by my peers from [F#m] Drizzy to Cole to Kenny
Thank you for [G#] the love and inspiration plenty
Yeah I'm loved by many and [A] only hated by a little
Now I think it's time to switch to [D] lyricism, peep [G] the riddle
I was born in men condition, I'm everybody's [Dm] life mission
Alright listen, put me round [Cm] your neck and I [A#] might glisten
The ultimate [D] connect, I get you anything [Am] you need
From good credit to good weed, I [Gm] can make any woman succeed
Control you with a heart [Dm] of greed, along with anybody that's in need
I make [Gm] them beg and plead, I'm in [D] the pocket of mafia
[A] Crime laws and presidents, without me they'll evict you from [Fm] your residence
Whole world [G] about me on dead presidents, [Dm] never irrelevant
Not a soul on earth would love me if [Gm] I weren't [A#] me
No matter [D] what year I'm in, I'm [A] currency
People that have me, yeah they power so [Dm] immense
[Fm] But people [G] without me make no sense, [Dm] god damn
Yeah the world revolve around me, the law evolve [Gm] around me
The shit [D] people do to get a piece of me, [Am] astound me
Blood stains my face when drug deals [G] go wrong
I'm given to the greatest [A#] athletes when they [Dm] go long
You could put me in check but I'm still laughing [G] all the way to the [A#] bank
I'm [D] the reason that the [A] titanics hit, I'm always there for you yeah
[A#] When it comes down [C#] to the wire, and some people [G] even tuck me away till they [Dm] retire
I usually come around on the first or [Gm] fifteenth
If [A#] you owe me to [D] somebody then they'll leave you [Am] beneath
People go crazy when they feel me, [D] in the middle east [G] they drill me
If you let your guard down then some people [Dm] will steal me
I knew these two dudes that's always been homies since [G] fifth grade
[A#] Always scheming on [D] the block, selling crack to get paid
Now [Am] they never graduated, thought that shit a [G] charade
Only thing on they mind that wasn't me was get [Dm] laid
And one day, they had a falling out on the [A#] block
See one thought the [D] other one had been stealing his [Gm] rock
Cause he could've sworn he had more weight in his [Fm] stock
Pulled out the Glock and [G] his homie out stock
But [Dm] before he had the chance to pull the trigger
Oh shit here come the [Gm] cops, they saw [A#] the gun and blew [D] him both away
Now [A] there's two more kids dead in the street
All before [D#] 20, [Fm] over me the most [G] important thing [A#] to man—money
Lights up bitch and then [Gm] you die
That's why we get high
Cause you never know when you're [Dm] gonna go
Lights up bitch and then you die
[Gm] That's why we get high
Cause [D] you never know when you're [Gm] gonna go
Lights up bitch and then you die
[G] That's why we get high
Cause you never know when you're [Dm] gonna go
Lights up bitch and then you die
[Cm] That's why we sip [A#] Scots
Light [D] some naps and scream a motha fuck [Am] the cops
We _ [G] _ _ just [Dm] some mothafucka kids
we just [Gm] some motherfucking kids [D] we love and miss [A] you Mac for those of y'all who
don't know [G] man Mac is the whole reason that I [Dm] started doing this Young Sinatra shit
I [Gm] remember I love [D] Lord Finesse all the shit he [A] did with DITC, Diggin in the
[G] Crates, Hip to the Game, [Dm] one of the illest beats ever and I remember when [Gm] Mac
flipped that shit [D] for Kool-Aid and frozen pizza I thought [A] it was some dope as shit man
Mac showed me that I could just [Gm] do it all on my [Fm] own me and all my [G] boys all my
[Dm] homies and if it wasn't for him killing that beat [Gm] I would have never got on [D] that
beat my [A] very first mixtape Young Broke and Infamous, [G] damn, it's like 2010 [Dm] _
and I titled the
track [Gm] Young Sinatra [D] and I was the birth of [A] all this shit so [A#] thank [G] you I appreciate
you [Dm] love you miss you _ [Gm] _ [D] yeah we just [Am] some motherfucking kids
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