Chords for Myke Bogan & Like (PAC DIV) - "My own"
Tempo:
150.2 bpm
Chords used:
D
Cm
G
Bb
C
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[Gm] [Cm] [G]
[D]
[C]
[Bb] I'll be [Db] on my own shit, grindin' to the money [G] nigga, I'll be on my drone shit, [D] hit a nigga
line but I got two cell phones shit, took a nigga style, you can keep it, [Cm] that's my old shit.
That cook cop, [Gm] that uncle [C] Ben, [D]
that fuckin' Smith, don't [Cm] fuck with him, [N]
grindin' since
I was a youngin' I love to win, I ever high above the rim, that prison workout right in
the jungle gym, my uncle [Fm] did, shout out to [Ebm] Travis, I'm [Db] out that cabbage, send out the
backers, shout out to Travis [D] who banked it out the [C] mattress, fuck confederate [Bb] reserve,
[Cm] [G]
we're the [F] minerals and herbs, we're the [Ebm] generals not herbs, [Db]
aye we're the [D] women not the birds.
Aye, aye, what you [G] want these days shit, I'll be [D] on my own shit, grindin' to the money nigga,
I'll be on my own shit, hit a nigga line but [Bb] I got two [D] cell phones shit, took a nigga
style, you can keep it, [Eb] that's my old shit.
Aye, what you want [Gm] these days shit, I'll be [Cm] on my [Bbm] own shit, grindin' to the money nigga,
I'll be [F] on my own shit, [N] hit a nigga line but I got two cell phones shit, took a [Fm] nigga style,
you can [C] keep it, that's my old shit.
I'm in the [D] airport stallin', wishin' for a limb, with my five dollar charger, drinkin'
a nine [Em] dollar beer, [F] made it clear, last chance, to the moment [C] we [N] chief, new flannel, [D] fire
pan on [G] Patagonia please, [Bb] Ceylonian sheep, beggin' for the light to [Cm] find a [D] watch to gleam
on, freshly single, need a cross [Cm] to lean on, [F] you'll be probably on me only, [Db] I'll be Harley
tryna whore, I'll play like Buddy Holly, you'll be Mary Tyler Moore, and I'm on.
Aye, what you want these days shit, I'll be on my own shit, grindin' to the money nigga,
[G] I'll be on my own shit, hit a nigga line but I got two [D] cell phones shit, took a nigga
style, you can keep it, [Cm] that's my old shit.
Aye, [Bb] what you want these days shit, I'll be [Cm] on my own [Db] shit, grindin' to the money [G] nigga,
I'll be on my own [D] shit, hit a nigga line but I got two cell phones shit, took a nigga style,
you can keep it, that's my old shit.
Wake up, I see the sun, I give my thanks, smoke my [Ab] blood, [N] I wake up, another [Fm] one,
I'll be you, I'll be you, I'll be you, [Cm]
[Bb] [Eb] I'll be you!
[N]
[D]
[C]
[Bb] I'll be [Db] on my own shit, grindin' to the money [G] nigga, I'll be on my drone shit, [D] hit a nigga
line but I got two cell phones shit, took a nigga style, you can keep it, [Cm] that's my old shit.
That cook cop, [Gm] that uncle [C] Ben, [D]
that fuckin' Smith, don't [Cm] fuck with him, [N]
grindin' since
I was a youngin' I love to win, I ever high above the rim, that prison workout right in
the jungle gym, my uncle [Fm] did, shout out to [Ebm] Travis, I'm [Db] out that cabbage, send out the
backers, shout out to Travis [D] who banked it out the [C] mattress, fuck confederate [Bb] reserve,
[Cm] [G]
we're the [F] minerals and herbs, we're the [Ebm] generals not herbs, [Db]
aye we're the [D] women not the birds.
Aye, aye, what you [G] want these days shit, I'll be [D] on my own shit, grindin' to the money nigga,
I'll be on my own shit, hit a nigga line but [Bb] I got two [D] cell phones shit, took a nigga
style, you can keep it, [Eb] that's my old shit.
Aye, what you want [Gm] these days shit, I'll be [Cm] on my [Bbm] own shit, grindin' to the money nigga,
I'll be [F] on my own shit, [N] hit a nigga line but I got two cell phones shit, took a [Fm] nigga style,
you can [C] keep it, that's my old shit.
I'm in the [D] airport stallin', wishin' for a limb, with my five dollar charger, drinkin'
a nine [Em] dollar beer, [F] made it clear, last chance, to the moment [C] we [N] chief, new flannel, [D] fire
pan on [G] Patagonia please, [Bb] Ceylonian sheep, beggin' for the light to [Cm] find a [D] watch to gleam
on, freshly single, need a cross [Cm] to lean on, [F] you'll be probably on me only, [Db] I'll be Harley
tryna whore, I'll play like Buddy Holly, you'll be Mary Tyler Moore, and I'm on.
Aye, what you want these days shit, I'll be on my own shit, grindin' to the money nigga,
[G] I'll be on my own shit, hit a nigga line but I got two [D] cell phones shit, took a nigga
style, you can keep it, [Cm] that's my old shit.
Aye, [Bb] what you want these days shit, I'll be [Cm] on my own [Db] shit, grindin' to the money [G] nigga,
I'll be on my own [D] shit, hit a nigga line but I got two cell phones shit, took a nigga style,
you can keep it, that's my old shit.
Wake up, I see the sun, I give my thanks, smoke my [Ab] blood, [N] I wake up, another [Fm] one,
I'll be you, I'll be you, I'll be you, [Cm]
[Bb] [Eb] I'll be you!
[N]
Key:
D
Cm
G
Bb
C
D
Cm
G
[Gm] _ _ _ _ _ _ [Cm] _ [G] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [D] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [C] _ _
_ _ _ _ [Bb] I'll be [Db] on my own shit, grindin' to the money [G] nigga, I'll be on my drone shit, [D] hit a nigga
line but I got two cell phones shit, took a nigga style, you can keep it, [Cm] that's my old shit.
That cook cop, [Gm] that uncle [C] Ben, [D]
that fuckin' Smith, don't [Cm] fuck with him, [N] _
grindin' since
I was a youngin' I love to win, I ever high above the rim, that prison workout right in
the jungle gym, my uncle [Fm] did, shout out to [Ebm] Travis, I'm [Db] out that cabbage, send out the
backers, shout out to Travis [D] who banked it out the [C] mattress, fuck confederate [Bb] reserve,
_ _ [Cm] _ [G]
we're the [F] minerals and herbs, _ _ we're the [Ebm] generals not herbs, _ [Db] _
aye we're the [D] women not the birds. _ _
Aye, aye, what you [G] want these days shit, I'll be [D] on my own shit, grindin' to the money nigga,
I'll be on my own shit, hit a nigga line but [Bb] I got two [D] cell phones shit, took a nigga
style, you can keep it, [Eb] that's my old shit.
Aye, what you want [Gm] these days shit, I'll be [Cm] on my [Bbm] own shit, grindin' to the money nigga,
I'll be [F] on my own shit, [N] hit a nigga line but I got two cell phones shit, took a [Fm] nigga style,
you can [C] keep it, that's my old shit.
I'm in the [D] airport stallin', wishin' for a limb, with my five dollar charger, drinkin'
a nine [Em] dollar beer, [F] made it clear, last chance, to the moment [C] we [N] chief, new flannel, [D] fire
pan on _ [G] Patagonia please, [Bb] Ceylonian sheep, beggin' for the light to [Cm] find a [D] watch to gleam
on, freshly single, need a cross [Cm] to lean on, [F] you'll be probably on me only, [Db] I'll be Harley
tryna whore, I'll play like Buddy Holly, you'll be Mary Tyler Moore, and I'm on.
Aye, what you want these days shit, I'll be on my own shit, grindin' to the money nigga,
[G] I'll be on my own shit, hit a nigga line but I got two [D] cell phones shit, took a nigga
style, you can keep it, [Cm] that's my old shit.
Aye, [Bb] what you want these days shit, I'll be [Cm] on my own [Db] shit, grindin' to the money [G] nigga,
I'll be on my own [D] shit, hit a nigga line but I got two cell phones shit, took a nigga style,
you can keep it, that's my old shit.
Wake up, I see the sun, I give my thanks, smoke my [Ab] blood, [N] I wake up, _ another [Fm] one, _
I'll be you, I'll be you, I'll be you, _ _ [Cm] _ _ _
[Bb] _ [Eb] I'll be you! _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [D] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [C] _ _
_ _ _ _ [Bb] I'll be [Db] on my own shit, grindin' to the money [G] nigga, I'll be on my drone shit, [D] hit a nigga
line but I got two cell phones shit, took a nigga style, you can keep it, [Cm] that's my old shit.
That cook cop, [Gm] that uncle [C] Ben, [D]
that fuckin' Smith, don't [Cm] fuck with him, [N] _
grindin' since
I was a youngin' I love to win, I ever high above the rim, that prison workout right in
the jungle gym, my uncle [Fm] did, shout out to [Ebm] Travis, I'm [Db] out that cabbage, send out the
backers, shout out to Travis [D] who banked it out the [C] mattress, fuck confederate [Bb] reserve,
_ _ [Cm] _ [G]
we're the [F] minerals and herbs, _ _ we're the [Ebm] generals not herbs, _ [Db] _
aye we're the [D] women not the birds. _ _
Aye, aye, what you [G] want these days shit, I'll be [D] on my own shit, grindin' to the money nigga,
I'll be on my own shit, hit a nigga line but [Bb] I got two [D] cell phones shit, took a nigga
style, you can keep it, [Eb] that's my old shit.
Aye, what you want [Gm] these days shit, I'll be [Cm] on my [Bbm] own shit, grindin' to the money nigga,
I'll be [F] on my own shit, [N] hit a nigga line but I got two cell phones shit, took a [Fm] nigga style,
you can [C] keep it, that's my old shit.
I'm in the [D] airport stallin', wishin' for a limb, with my five dollar charger, drinkin'
a nine [Em] dollar beer, [F] made it clear, last chance, to the moment [C] we [N] chief, new flannel, [D] fire
pan on _ [G] Patagonia please, [Bb] Ceylonian sheep, beggin' for the light to [Cm] find a [D] watch to gleam
on, freshly single, need a cross [Cm] to lean on, [F] you'll be probably on me only, [Db] I'll be Harley
tryna whore, I'll play like Buddy Holly, you'll be Mary Tyler Moore, and I'm on.
Aye, what you want these days shit, I'll be on my own shit, grindin' to the money nigga,
[G] I'll be on my own shit, hit a nigga line but I got two [D] cell phones shit, took a nigga
style, you can keep it, [Cm] that's my old shit.
Aye, [Bb] what you want these days shit, I'll be [Cm] on my own [Db] shit, grindin' to the money [G] nigga,
I'll be on my own [D] shit, hit a nigga line but I got two cell phones shit, took a nigga style,
you can keep it, that's my old shit.
Wake up, I see the sun, I give my thanks, smoke my [Ab] blood, [N] I wake up, _ another [Fm] one, _
I'll be you, I'll be you, I'll be you, _ _ [Cm] _ _ _
[Bb] _ [Eb] I'll be you! _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _