The Race Chords by Wiz Khalifa

Tempo:
152.1 bpm
Chords used:

F

Am

C

Em

Dm

Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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Wiz Khalifa - The Race chords
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[C] [F]
[Am] [F]
[Am] Yeah, it's [F]
nothing new
[Em] [F]
Cuz this is exactly what I do.
What
[Dm] up E?
[F]
[Em] Good [F] weeds lit [Am] on this one.
[F] Yeah,
[C] [Am] I'm riding by myself [F] Yeah
[Am]
[Em] The world [F] turnin', the weed [Am] burnin', them haters talkin', I [F] keep earnin'
Know some who [Am] say life's a bitch, well I'ma [F] keep flirtin' and fuck that bitch for the money in Louis V purchases
Old folks [Em] dock my card cuz they [F] know just what this is, niggas [C] flexin' hard with no [F] bars
They got weak service, [Am] Keith versus [C] Mortal Kombat
Look at my ring, if [F] I ain't ballin' bitch then what you call that?
Nothin' but [Em] net, ain't back [F] cuz I never left, I did [Am] everything right nigga [F] better yet
[Am] Rollin' bomb for the [F] niggas that surround us, somethin' like a contractor built it from the ground up, now [C] just
[F]
[Am] Put somethin' [F] sweet, realize you in the presence [Am] of the chief, don't [F] fuck up my paper meaning my cheese, or the ones I use to roll up my trees
Fuck it, [C] you know what I mean
I'm [F] ridin' real, smokin' abuse, I'm [Am] loud, kinda doin' my [F] thing, so disrespect to the [Am] niggas before me
Some [F] smile up in your face but then they don't know, [Dm] nah I just done [F] on my own, nah I just done on my [Em] own
I'm [F] in the race, and they can't move [Am] in this place, no foot on the brake, one of the best homies, that's what they call me
It's [F] only in the top, ain't no company, so nah I just done on my own, nah I just done on my [C] own
See me when [F] I'm alone, wish a nigga fuck [Am] with me, my ex [F] callin' my phone, wishin' she could stunt [Am] with me
But I'm just [F] ridin' dog, doin' a buck fifty, stuntin' like Jeff Lee, boathouses and jet [C] skis
30 [F] on the flight, ice like the Gretzky's, my dime pieces only recognize the [Am] best trees
Treat [F] em' like I don't need em', boy you best [Dm] believe, you in her [Am] face, I let her [C] breathe
Oh, [F] oh, oh, oh,
[Am] [F]
[Am] oh
[C] [F] From the baited on, to waited on, from hate it on, to the nigga they put they makeup [Em] on
Cuz [F] we are, [Am]
Young [F] Movie stars, [Am] cuz [F] we are,
[Dm] [F] Young Movie stars
[C] I'm [F] ridin' around, smokin' my music up [Am] loud, kinda doing my [F] thing, so disrespect to the niggas [Am] before me
So I'm [F] smiling, baby, face the thing, they don't know [Dm] love
Now I just done [F] on my own, now I just done on my [Em] own
I'm [F] in a race, they're taking the winner's [Am] place
Don't put on the [F] face, my love, that's on me, that's what they [Am] call me
This [F] moment, at the top, ain't no company, so
Now I just done on my own, now I just done on my [C] own
[F]
[Am] [F]
[Am] [F]
[Em] [F] Oh,
[Dm] [F]
[C] [F] oh, oh, now I just done on my [Am] own
Bitches ain't say [F] shit to me, but now they won't leave me [Am] alone
Used to walk that [F] fuck away, but now they all come to my home
And they call it my phone, cause my paper was [Em] long
[F] Runnin' up and they singin' my [Am] songs, get high [F] up
And one day I bring them [Am] along, fly [F] up
Won't need a ticket [Dm] at all, need a [F] ticket at all
Tell them, bitch, I'm [C] a ball
And I'ma [F] buy a new crib for my niggas [Am] and all
Cause I [F] remember days we shittin' pictured [Am] it all
Niggas [F] swore I'd leave, or picture that I'd fall
Countin' reasons why they hate your bitch, think I'm a [Em] star
Cause [F] we all young, gifted
Not to mention out here makin' motherfuckin' millions
Yeah, I said it, motherfuckin' [Dm] millions
Got my money, [F] yo, I'm in the building
[C] Yeah, [F] I'm ridin' around, smokin' my music [Am] out loud
Kinda doin' [F] my thing, with disrespect to the niggas [Am] before me
So I'm tryna be your bitch, but then they don't [Dm] allow
Now I just done on my [F] own, now I just done on my [Em] own
[F] Jumped in the race and taken the [Am] winner's place
No foot on [F] the brakes, my letter back's on me, [Am] that's what they call me
It's only in the club, ain't no company
[Dm] So now I just [F] done on my own, now I just done on [C] my own
[F] [Am] [F]
[Am] [F]
[Dm] [F]
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Am
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C
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Em
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Dm
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Am
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To learn Wiz Khalifa - The Race chords, begin by getting comfortable with these sequence: F, Am, F, C and F. For best results, commence at 76 BPM and progress to the song's BPM of 152. Considering your vocal pitch and chord choices, adjust the capo in accordance with the key: F Major.

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[C] _ _ _ [F] _ _ _ _ _
[Am] _ _ _ [F] _ _ _ _
[Am] Yeah, it's [F] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ nothing new
[Em] _ _ _ [F] _ _ _ _
Cuz _ this is exactly what I do.
_ _ _ What _ _ _
[Dm] _ up E?
[F] _ _ _ _ _
[Em] Good _ [F] _ _ _ weeds lit [Am] on this one.
[F] _ _ Yeah, _
[C] _ _ _ [Am] I'm riding by myself _ [F] _ Yeah
[Am] _ _ _ _ _
[Em] The world [F] turnin', the weed [Am] burnin', them haters talkin', I [F] keep earnin'
Know some who [Am] say life's a bitch, well I'ma [F] keep flirtin' and fuck that bitch for the money in Louis V purchases
Old folks [Em] dock my card cuz they [F] know just what this is, niggas [C] flexin' hard with no [F] bars
They got weak service, [Am] Keith versus [C] Mortal Kombat
Look at my ring, if [F] I ain't ballin' bitch then what you call that?
Nothin' but [Em] net, ain't back [F] cuz I never left, I did [Am] everything right nigga [F] better yet _ _
[Am] Rollin' bomb for the [F] niggas that surround us, somethin' like a contractor built it from the ground up, now [C] just
_ _ [F] _ _ _ _ _
[Am] Put somethin' [F] sweet, realize you in the presence [Am] of the chief, don't [F] fuck up my paper meaning my cheese, or the ones I use to roll up my trees
Fuck it, [C] you know what I mean
I'm [F] ridin' real, smokin' abuse, I'm [Am] loud, kinda doin' my [F] thing, so disrespect to the [Am] niggas before me
Some [F] smile up in your face but then they don't know, [Dm] nah I just done [F] on my own, nah I just done on my [Em] own
I'm [F] in the race, and they can't move [Am] in this place, no foot on the brake, one of the best homies, that's what they call me
It's [F] only in the top, ain't no company, so nah I just done on my own, nah I just done on my [C] own
See me when [F] I'm alone, wish a nigga fuck [Am] with me, my ex [F] callin' my phone, wishin' she could stunt [Am] with me
But I'm just [F] ridin' dog, doin' a buck fifty, stuntin' like Jeff Lee, boathouses and jet [C] skis
30 [F] on the flight, ice like the Gretzky's, my dime pieces only recognize the [Am] best trees
Treat [F] em' like I don't need em', boy you best [Dm] believe, you in her [Am] face, I let her [C] breathe
Oh, [F] oh, oh, oh, _ _ _ _
[Am] _ _ _ [F] _ _ _ _
[Am] oh
_ [C] [F] From the baited on, to waited on, from hate it on, to the nigga they put they makeup [Em] on
Cuz [F] we are, _ _ [Am] _
_ Young _ [F] Movie stars, [Am] _ cuz [F] we are, _ _
[Dm] _ _ _ [F] Young Movie stars
[C] _ I'm [F] ridin' around, smokin' my music up [Am] loud, kinda doing my [F] thing, so disrespect to the niggas [Am] before me
So I'm [F] smiling, baby, face the thing, they don't know [Dm] love
Now I just done [F] on my own, now I just done on my [Em] own
I'm [F] in a race, they're taking the winner's [Am] place
Don't put on the [F] face, my love, that's on me, that's what they [Am] call me
This [F] moment, at the top, ain't no company, so
Now I just done on my own, now I just done on my [C] own
_ [F] _ _ _ _ _
[Am] _ _ _ [F] _ _ _ _ _
[Am] _ _ _ [F] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[Em] _ _ _ [F] _ Oh, _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[Dm] _ _ _ [F] _ _ _ _ _
[C] _ _ [F] oh, oh, now I just done on my [Am] own
Bitches ain't say [F] shit to me, but now they won't leave me [Am] alone
Used to walk that [F] fuck away, but now they all come to my home
And they call it my phone, cause my paper was _ [Em] long
[F] Runnin' up and they singin' my [Am] songs, get high [F] up
And one day I bring them [Am] along, fly [F] up
Won't need a ticket [Dm] at all, need a [F] ticket at all
Tell them, bitch, I'm [C] a ball
And I'ma [F] buy a new crib for my niggas [Am] and all
Cause I [F] remember days we shittin' pictured [Am] it all
Niggas [F] swore I'd leave, or picture that I'd fall
Countin' reasons why they hate your bitch, think I'm a [Em] star
Cause [F] we all _ _ young, gifted
Not to mention out here makin' _ motherfuckin' millions
Yeah, I said it, motherfuckin' [Dm] millions
Got my money, [F] yo, I'm in the _ building
[C] Yeah, [F] I'm ridin' around, smokin' my music [Am] out loud
Kinda doin' [F] my thing, with disrespect to the niggas [Am] before me
So I'm tryna be your bitch, but then they don't [Dm] allow
Now I just done on my [F] own, now I just done on my [Em] own
[F] Jumped in the race and taken the [Am] winner's place
No foot on [F] the brakes, my letter back's on me, [Am] that's what they call me
It's only in the club, ain't no company
[Dm] So now I just [F] done on my own, now I just done on [C] my own
[F] _ _ _ _ _ [Am] _ _ _ [F] _ _ _ _ _
[Am] _ _ _ [F] _ _ _ _ _
[Dm] _ _ _ [F] _ _ _ _ _
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