Polo G - Be Something (Official Audio) ft. Lil Baby Chords
Tempo:
67.9 bpm
Chords used:
Eb
Gm
F
C
Cm
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[Eb] [Cm] [F] Tell [Gm] em I was gon' be somethin' That broke shit made me sick, big appetite
with a weak stomach Ain't had nowhere to go, nigga, I was [Eb] lost
in them streets runnin' Then I hit Rodeo just to get stylish, [C] ran through
300 [F] Just happy I did it, nigga, nobody [Gm] ever gave
me none Flexin' so hard, I might pull a muscle, but
I just keep stunnin' 30 in the mag, you get body bagged, [Eb] I'm just
gon' keep dumpin' Police get behind me, I'ma press the gas,
[C] I'm just gon' keep stompin' I'm [F] just gon' keep stompin'
[Gm] Flyin' on the come up, we was schemin' Now I hit the stage and they screamin'
I was tryna cope through them hard times, for them ex bills, I was painin'
Got [Eb] a bad bitch, honey skin tone, pretty long hair, she believes
[Cm] Tryna tell you, girl, I can love you, [F] I'm a cold-hearted, love demon
[Gm] Disfunctional, I can't show affection, might bug her for no reason
Really, you don't even gotta be here, I done got so used to people leavin'
You [Eb] was rhymin', fuck me, then you switched up, now it's fuck you and I mean it
[Cm] Couple situations left me traumatized, now [F] I say less, cause I'm speechless
If [Gm] my brother need it, then I got him in the whole gang, know I'm bleedin'
Tryna wake up from them nightmares, devil in my air while I'm dreamin'
In [Eb] my past life, did some bad things, I know karma tryna get evil
[Cm] Tryna get away from all that drama, [F] hopped in the Benz, now I'm speedin'
Told [Gm] him I was gon' be somethin', that broke shit made me sick
Big appetite with a weak stomach, ain't had nowhere to go, nigga
I was [Eb] lost in them streets runnin', then I hit Rodeo just to get stylish
Ran [C] through 300, just happy I did it, nigga, nobody [Gm] ever gave me none
Flexin' so hard, I might pull a muscle, but I just keep stuntin'
Dirty in the mag, you get body bag, I'm [Eb] just gon' keep dumpin'
Police get behind me, I'ma press the gas, I'm [C] just gon' keep stompin'
I'm just [F] gon' keep stompin'
[Gm] Goofy tried stealin' my formula, these niggas cornered, these niggas can't come in my corner
I'm the one do what I wanna, I make the gats and that bitch everyday like a [Eb] corner
With all the platitudes, because she want it, man, these niggas nothin' like me, I ain't [Cm] one of them
Set the belly for a hundred, I [F] pay the buck, you ain't scarin' no wrong with no [Gm] gun in this bitch
Everybody go drummin', these bitch niggas holdin' they mama up, bitch, in the hood like Obama and shit
Touch a dish, you take no tellin' who win it, I surround, [Eb] I bet they tell you we win it
Had some foreign cars, ain't none of them rented, hundred million [C] cash, I'm comin', you get it
Hard to count [F] it, but my mind don't need attention, I invite [Gm] the boy to play his position
Run it up and show love to my city, never leave him, I'm bringin' him with me
Keep it busy, he's goin' in with me, I can't let him [Eb] get me
No type of bullshit, I'm sorry I'm busy, I'ma go hard, show him 40 or [Cm] 50
Niggas be talkin' but they never do shit, so if it ain't money, I don't even listen
Tell him [Gm] I was gon' be somethin', that broke shit made me sick, big appetite with a weak stomach
Ain't had nowhere to go, [A] nigga, I was lost [Bb] in them streets, runnin'
Then I hit Rodeo just to get stylish, ran [C] through 300
Just happy I did it, nigga, nobody ever [Gm] gave me none
Flexin' so hard, I might pull a muscle, but I just keep stunnin'
30 in the mag, you get body bagged, I'm just [Eb] gon' keep dumpin'
Police get behind me, I'ma press the gas, I'm just [C] gon' keep stompin'
I'm just [F] gon' keep stompin'
[Gm]
with a weak stomach Ain't had nowhere to go, nigga, I was [Eb] lost
in them streets runnin' Then I hit Rodeo just to get stylish, [C] ran through
300 [F] Just happy I did it, nigga, nobody [Gm] ever gave
me none Flexin' so hard, I might pull a muscle, but
I just keep stunnin' 30 in the mag, you get body bagged, [Eb] I'm just
gon' keep dumpin' Police get behind me, I'ma press the gas,
[C] I'm just gon' keep stompin' I'm [F] just gon' keep stompin'
[Gm] Flyin' on the come up, we was schemin' Now I hit the stage and they screamin'
I was tryna cope through them hard times, for them ex bills, I was painin'
Got [Eb] a bad bitch, honey skin tone, pretty long hair, she believes
[Cm] Tryna tell you, girl, I can love you, [F] I'm a cold-hearted, love demon
[Gm] Disfunctional, I can't show affection, might bug her for no reason
Really, you don't even gotta be here, I done got so used to people leavin'
You [Eb] was rhymin', fuck me, then you switched up, now it's fuck you and I mean it
[Cm] Couple situations left me traumatized, now [F] I say less, cause I'm speechless
If [Gm] my brother need it, then I got him in the whole gang, know I'm bleedin'
Tryna wake up from them nightmares, devil in my air while I'm dreamin'
In [Eb] my past life, did some bad things, I know karma tryna get evil
[Cm] Tryna get away from all that drama, [F] hopped in the Benz, now I'm speedin'
Told [Gm] him I was gon' be somethin', that broke shit made me sick
Big appetite with a weak stomach, ain't had nowhere to go, nigga
I was [Eb] lost in them streets runnin', then I hit Rodeo just to get stylish
Ran [C] through 300, just happy I did it, nigga, nobody [Gm] ever gave me none
Flexin' so hard, I might pull a muscle, but I just keep stuntin'
Dirty in the mag, you get body bag, I'm [Eb] just gon' keep dumpin'
Police get behind me, I'ma press the gas, I'm [C] just gon' keep stompin'
I'm just [F] gon' keep stompin'
[Gm] Goofy tried stealin' my formula, these niggas cornered, these niggas can't come in my corner
I'm the one do what I wanna, I make the gats and that bitch everyday like a [Eb] corner
With all the platitudes, because she want it, man, these niggas nothin' like me, I ain't [Cm] one of them
Set the belly for a hundred, I [F] pay the buck, you ain't scarin' no wrong with no [Gm] gun in this bitch
Everybody go drummin', these bitch niggas holdin' they mama up, bitch, in the hood like Obama and shit
Touch a dish, you take no tellin' who win it, I surround, [Eb] I bet they tell you we win it
Had some foreign cars, ain't none of them rented, hundred million [C] cash, I'm comin', you get it
Hard to count [F] it, but my mind don't need attention, I invite [Gm] the boy to play his position
Run it up and show love to my city, never leave him, I'm bringin' him with me
Keep it busy, he's goin' in with me, I can't let him [Eb] get me
No type of bullshit, I'm sorry I'm busy, I'ma go hard, show him 40 or [Cm] 50
Niggas be talkin' but they never do shit, so if it ain't money, I don't even listen
Tell him [Gm] I was gon' be somethin', that broke shit made me sick, big appetite with a weak stomach
Ain't had nowhere to go, [A] nigga, I was lost [Bb] in them streets, runnin'
Then I hit Rodeo just to get stylish, ran [C] through 300
Just happy I did it, nigga, nobody ever [Gm] gave me none
Flexin' so hard, I might pull a muscle, but I just keep stunnin'
30 in the mag, you get body bagged, I'm just [Eb] gon' keep dumpin'
Police get behind me, I'ma press the gas, I'm just [C] gon' keep stompin'
I'm just [F] gon' keep stompin'
[Gm]
Key:
Eb
Gm
F
C
Cm
Eb
Gm
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[Eb] _ _ _ _ [Cm] _ _ [F] Tell [Gm] em I was gon' be somethin' That broke shit made me sick, big appetite
with a weak stomach Ain't had nowhere to go, nigga, I was [Eb] lost
in them streets runnin' Then I hit Rodeo just to get stylish, [C] ran through
300 [F] Just happy I did it, nigga, nobody [Gm] ever gave
me none Flexin' so hard, I might pull a muscle, but
I just keep stunnin' 30 in the mag, you get body bagged, [Eb] I'm just
gon' keep dumpin' Police get behind me, I'ma press the gas,
[C] I'm just gon' keep stompin' I'm [F] just gon' keep stompin'
[Gm] Flyin' on the come up, we was schemin' Now I hit the stage and they screamin'
I was tryna cope through them hard times, for them ex bills, I was painin'
Got [Eb] a bad bitch, honey skin tone, pretty long hair, she believes
[Cm] Tryna tell you, girl, I can love you, [F] I'm a cold-hearted, love demon
[Gm] Disfunctional, I can't show affection, might bug her for no reason
Really, you don't even gotta be here, I done got so used to people leavin'
You [Eb] was rhymin', fuck me, then you switched up, now it's fuck you and I mean it
[Cm] Couple situations left me traumatized, now [F] I say less, cause I'm speechless
If [Gm] my brother need it, then I got him in the whole gang, know I'm bleedin'
Tryna wake up from them nightmares, devil in my air while I'm dreamin'
In [Eb] my past life, did some bad things, I know karma tryna get evil
[Cm] Tryna get away from all that drama, [F] hopped in the Benz, now I'm speedin'
Told [Gm] him I was gon' be somethin', that broke shit made me sick
Big appetite with a weak stomach, ain't had nowhere to go, nigga
I was [Eb] lost in them streets runnin', then I hit Rodeo just to get stylish
Ran [C] through 300, just happy I did it, nigga, nobody [Gm] ever gave me none
Flexin' so hard, I might pull a muscle, but I just keep stuntin'
Dirty in the mag, you get body bag, I'm [Eb] just gon' keep dumpin'
Police get behind me, I'ma press the gas, I'm [C] just gon' keep stompin'
I'm just [F] gon' keep stompin'
[Gm] Goofy tried stealin' my formula, these niggas cornered, these niggas can't come in my corner
I'm the one do what I wanna, I make the gats and that bitch everyday like a [Eb] corner
With all the platitudes, because she want it, man, these niggas nothin' like me, I ain't [Cm] one of them
Set the belly for a hundred, I [F] pay the buck, you ain't scarin' no wrong with no [Gm] gun in this bitch
Everybody go drummin', these bitch niggas holdin' they mama up, bitch, in the hood like Obama and shit
Touch a dish, you take no tellin' who win it, I surround, [Eb] I bet they tell you we win it
Had some foreign cars, ain't none of them rented, hundred million [C] cash, I'm comin', you get it
Hard to count [F] it, but my mind don't need attention, I invite [Gm] the boy to play his position
Run it up and show love to my city, never leave him, I'm bringin' him with me
Keep it busy, he's goin' in with me, I can't let him [Eb] get me
No type of bullshit, I'm sorry I'm busy, I'ma go hard, show him 40 or [Cm] 50
Niggas be talkin' but they never do shit, so if it ain't money, I don't even listen
Tell him [Gm] I was gon' be somethin', that broke shit made me sick, big appetite with a weak stomach
Ain't had nowhere to go, [A] nigga, I was lost [Bb] in them streets, runnin'
Then I hit Rodeo just to get stylish, ran [C] through 300
Just happy I did it, nigga, nobody ever [Gm] gave me none
Flexin' so hard, I might pull a muscle, but I just keep stunnin'
30 in the mag, you get body bagged, I'm just [Eb] gon' keep dumpin'
Police get behind me, I'ma press the gas, I'm just [C] gon' keep stompin'
I'm just [F] gon' keep stompin'
[Gm] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[Eb] _ _ _ _ [Cm] _ _ [F] Tell [Gm] em I was gon' be somethin' That broke shit made me sick, big appetite
with a weak stomach Ain't had nowhere to go, nigga, I was [Eb] lost
in them streets runnin' Then I hit Rodeo just to get stylish, [C] ran through
300 [F] Just happy I did it, nigga, nobody [Gm] ever gave
me none Flexin' so hard, I might pull a muscle, but
I just keep stunnin' 30 in the mag, you get body bagged, [Eb] I'm just
gon' keep dumpin' Police get behind me, I'ma press the gas,
[C] I'm just gon' keep stompin' I'm [F] just gon' keep stompin'
[Gm] Flyin' on the come up, we was schemin' Now I hit the stage and they screamin'
I was tryna cope through them hard times, for them ex bills, I was painin'
Got [Eb] a bad bitch, honey skin tone, pretty long hair, she believes
[Cm] Tryna tell you, girl, I can love you, [F] I'm a cold-hearted, love demon
[Gm] Disfunctional, I can't show affection, might bug her for no reason
Really, you don't even gotta be here, I done got so used to people leavin'
You [Eb] was rhymin', fuck me, then you switched up, now it's fuck you and I mean it
[Cm] Couple situations left me traumatized, now [F] I say less, cause I'm speechless
If [Gm] my brother need it, then I got him in the whole gang, know I'm bleedin'
Tryna wake up from them nightmares, devil in my air while I'm dreamin'
In [Eb] my past life, did some bad things, I know karma tryna get evil
[Cm] Tryna get away from all that drama, [F] hopped in the Benz, now I'm speedin'
Told [Gm] him I was gon' be somethin', that broke shit made me sick
Big appetite with a weak stomach, ain't had nowhere to go, nigga
I was [Eb] lost in them streets runnin', then I hit Rodeo just to get stylish
Ran [C] through 300, just happy I did it, nigga, nobody [Gm] ever gave me none
Flexin' so hard, I might pull a muscle, but I just keep stuntin'
Dirty in the mag, you get body bag, I'm [Eb] just gon' keep dumpin'
Police get behind me, I'ma press the gas, I'm [C] just gon' keep stompin'
I'm just [F] gon' keep stompin'
[Gm] Goofy tried stealin' my formula, these niggas cornered, these niggas can't come in my corner
I'm the one do what I wanna, I make the gats and that bitch everyday like a [Eb] corner
With all the platitudes, because she want it, man, these niggas nothin' like me, I ain't [Cm] one of them
Set the belly for a hundred, I [F] pay the buck, you ain't scarin' no wrong with no [Gm] gun in this bitch
Everybody go drummin', these bitch niggas holdin' they mama up, bitch, in the hood like Obama and shit
Touch a dish, you take no tellin' who win it, I surround, [Eb] I bet they tell you we win it
Had some foreign cars, ain't none of them rented, hundred million [C] cash, I'm comin', you get it
Hard to count [F] it, but my mind don't need attention, I invite [Gm] the boy to play his position
Run it up and show love to my city, never leave him, I'm bringin' him with me
Keep it busy, he's goin' in with me, I can't let him [Eb] get me
No type of bullshit, I'm sorry I'm busy, I'ma go hard, show him 40 or [Cm] 50
Niggas be talkin' but they never do shit, so if it ain't money, I don't even listen
Tell him [Gm] I was gon' be somethin', that broke shit made me sick, big appetite with a weak stomach
Ain't had nowhere to go, [A] nigga, I was lost [Bb] in them streets, runnin'
Then I hit Rodeo just to get stylish, ran [C] through 300
Just happy I did it, nigga, nobody ever [Gm] gave me none
Flexin' so hard, I might pull a muscle, but I just keep stunnin'
30 in the mag, you get body bagged, I'm just [Eb] gon' keep dumpin'
Police get behind me, I'ma press the gas, I'm just [C] gon' keep stompin'
I'm just [F] gon' keep stompin'
[Gm] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _