Chords for Viral Moment

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106.75 bpm
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C#

Fm

D#

F

G#

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Viral Moment chords
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[C#]
[G#] [Fm]
[F] Touch a trend be [Fm] wildin' with it
I pull [C#] an ant inside the Lam' truck, fellas flee flyin'
I thought them niggas had my back, but I'm steady seein' signs
And [D#] I can't turn my back on Bruno like I ain't see him tryin'
These ten [F] shed, whenever he dead, it's [Fm] different seein' him dyin'
[C#] Get close up on him, you know that shit be graphic
You gotta pop out with that ratchet, you know this shit get tragic
And you can't [D#] fumble with that stick, you [Fm] know this shit ain't maddenin'
All that shit you did in the streets, you know that shit gon' vanish
[C#] I pop these pills, they try to read my thoughts
And you can't dig back in your past, cause you got time you lost
And [D#] make that time up for your kid, [Fm] cause you know time ain't bought
Booker brought me a diamond cross, but he know he won't cross
They turned they [C#] back and said they'd kill me, yeah that's when they lost
I put bouguette inside the cotta, yeah cause I feel em' bossy
They [D#] feel some type of way in the county jail, I told em' call me
I built a [G] relationship with the real, with niggas who never saw me
Yeah, [C#] I seen my chance, and that's when I grabbed it
Fuck bein' a hunnid, I spent a couple hundreds on niggas' tablets
Lean gave [D#] me chest pain, that's when I [Fm] popped the perky tablet
I tried [F] to get that family vibe for niggas who wasn't established
You [C#] do that shit again, what you did to bro gon' get you a casket
I did shit for niggas, without them axes
[G#] I broke crowns for [Fm] niggas, without them matches
[F] I don't fuck with you, I'ma tell y'all, I [F] know even though I got it
Yeah, [C#]
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, [D#] yeah
[Fm] [F]
This shit [C#] was different, we was together like ten years ago
And I don't talk to a lot of niggas, but they still the bros
The one that [Cm] ain't talk to like that back then, [Fm] though they still hoes
And some niggas try to hide that hate, but that shit still shows
[C#] I never fucked on block hoes, because I call them sis
One hate me right now as I speak, because I called her a hooker
Cut the [D#] loose ends, I cut em' [Fm] off, they try to say I'm a butcher
Bitch, you a retina, man, I changed my life, I'm Muslim
I talk to [C#] cops, don't face at him, he say, damn, he back smokin'
He say that back door down there closed, I say it's back open
I [D#] say these blocks can be back one, he say you back open
You gotta watch them niggas you love, [Fm] cause they still back door
He ain't [C#] got no hope in beating this trial, because he lost his motion
[C#] Broke that life, he don't know how pussy smell, that's why he fuck his lotion
I know [D#] some real niggas will lose it [Fm] all for a viral moment
My [F] dreaded swang, I feel like Wayne, show me my [Fm] opponent
[D#] [C#] I like talking to the streets, like
When you say you the voice, you gotta like open up, like [G#] tell motherfuckers like what it [Fm] is
Like you can't hold nothing back, you gotta [F] relate to them, [F] relate to the poverty, know what I'm saying
[C#] Relate to the trenches, know what I'm saying
I can't be talking about a Richie Mille all the time, know what I'm saying
[D#] Some of the guys don't even know who the fuck a Richie Mille [Fm] is, know what I'm saying
You gotta [F] relate, all angles, know what I'm saying
[C#] Voice
[D#]
[Fm] [F]
[D#] [C#]
[D#] [Fm]
Key:  
C#
12341114
Fm
123111111
D#
12341116
F
134211111
G#
134211114
C#
12341114
Fm
123111111
D#
12341116
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_ [C#] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [G#] _ _ [Fm] _ _
_ [F] _ Touch a trend be [Fm] wildin' with it
I pull [C#] an ant inside the Lam' truck, fellas flee flyin'
I thought them niggas had my back, but I'm steady seein' signs
And [D#] I can't turn my back on Bruno like I ain't see him tryin'
These ten [F] shed, whenever he dead, it's [Fm] different seein' him dyin'
[C#] Get close up on him, you know that shit be graphic
You gotta pop out with that ratchet, you know this shit get tragic
And you can't [D#] fumble with that stick, you [Fm] know this shit ain't maddenin'
All that shit you did in the streets, you know that shit gon' vanish
_ [C#] I pop these pills, they try to read my thoughts
And you can't dig back in your past, cause you got time you lost
And [D#] make that time up for your kid, [Fm] cause you know time ain't bought
Booker brought me a diamond cross, but he know he won't cross
They turned they [C#] back and said they'd kill me, yeah that's when they lost
I put bouguette inside the cotta, yeah cause I feel em' bossy
They [D#] feel some type of way in the county jail, I told em' call me
I built a [G] relationship with the real, with niggas who never saw me
Yeah, [C#] I seen my chance, and that's when I grabbed it
Fuck bein' a hunnid, I spent a couple hundreds on niggas' tablets
Lean gave [D#] me chest pain, that's when I [Fm] popped the perky tablet
I tried [F] to get that family vibe for niggas who wasn't established
You [C#] do that shit again, what you did to bro gon' get you a casket
I did shit for niggas, without them axes
[G#] I broke crowns for [Fm] niggas, without them matches
[F] I don't fuck with you, I'ma tell y'all, I [F] know even though I got it
Yeah, [C#]
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, [D#] yeah
_ [Fm] _ _ _ [F] _
_ _ This shit [C#] was different, we was together like ten years ago
And I don't talk to a lot of niggas, but they still the bros
The one that [Cm] ain't talk to like that back then, [Fm] though they still hoes
And some niggas try to hide that hate, but that shit still shows
[C#] I never fucked on block hoes, because I call them sis
One hate me right now as I speak, because I called her a hooker
Cut the [D#] loose ends, I cut em' [Fm] off, they try to say I'm a butcher
Bitch, you a retina, man, I changed my life, I'm Muslim
I talk to [C#] cops, don't face at him, he say, damn, he back smokin'
He say that back door down there closed, I say it's back open
I [D#] say these blocks can be back one, he say you back open
You gotta watch them niggas you love, [Fm] cause they still back door
He ain't [C#] got no hope in beating this trial, because he lost his motion
[C#] Broke that life, he don't know how pussy smell, that's why he fuck his lotion
I know [D#] some real niggas will lose it [Fm] all for a viral moment
My [F] dreaded swang, I feel like Wayne, show me my [Fm] opponent
[D#] _ [C#] I like talking to the streets, like
When you say you the voice, you gotta like open up, like [G#] tell motherfuckers like what it [Fm] is
Like you can't hold nothing back, you gotta [F] relate to them, [F] relate to the poverty, know what I'm saying
[C#] Relate to the trenches, _ know what I'm saying
I can't be talking about a Richie Mille all the time, know what I'm saying
[D#] Some of the guys don't even know who the fuck a Richie Mille [Fm] is, know what I'm saying
You gotta [F] relate, all angles, know what I'm saying
[C#] Voice _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [D#] _
_ [Fm] _ _ _ _ _ [F] _ _
_ [D#] _ [C#] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [D#] _ _ [Fm] _ _