Chords for YFN Lucci - Dec 23rd [Official Music Video]

Tempo:
112.8 bpm
Chords used:

C#m

B

E

G#m

A

Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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YFN Lucci - Dec 23rd [Official Music Video] chords
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[B] [A] [F#m]
[C#m] [B] [E]
[C#m] [G#m]
[A] [C#m]
[B] [E]
[C#m] [B] [C#m] I ain't never dropped a dime, [C#] not even when I got no racks
Look, I [B] was raised in hell before [E] the hellcat
I can put you on, [C#m] run and tell that
Look, I [B] pop a nigga like a [C#m] whale
I [C#] crack me a sip, pour out my [C#m] feelings
I don't [B] stand at the stars [E] in the ceiling
I don't stand at my hard-wired [C#m] ceiling
Look, it's hard [G#m] for me to find some [C#m] inspiration
Pray for the generation, I need me a [C#] vacation
I'm [C#m] trying to clear my thoughts, don't [B] want to call long [E] lately
Want to know my way about something with the [C#m] stars now lately
Lord, pray [B] for me
[A] We just a product of our [F#m] environment
We just some young niggas [C#m] struggling, who got tired [B] of this?
I'm gonna let them [E] crack a quick, hang you like an ornament
[C#m] I'm just thankful that we made it out
[B] Talking to God, not [A] the only way we ball
[C#] Can't complain at all, bitch, we made it far
[B] Said, bought my nigga a [E] phone, I hate when he can't make that call
Come to you with [C#m] my hand, I see that ain't me at all
I don't give [G#m] no damn about what [C#m] you did
We came up from hustling, kicking [F#] doors, don't know what you did
I'm a real [B] hustler, I was rich when I [E] got two kids
Then I had two more kids, bring [C#m] that shit to your crib
Wrecked in 19, [B] 2020, I'm going [C#m] to bed
Thought I'd like [F#m] pop, but I got hold, like I'm dead
[C#m] R.I.P. B.I.G.,. [B] my new A.P.A., B [E].I.G. Wrecked the band, trying to check the time, too many [C#m] B.V. Put some ice [G#m] on there, she mindless, [C#m] no skin Put a dime on him, he [D#m] won't make it to the weekend [C#m] Playing all [B] defense, some shit I can't [E] prevent And the game full of widows, it be hard for me to [C#m] fit in I kick the door down and act [B] like I ain't leave it open [A] I'm about to cop that [F#m] new back, and I still got the old one [C#m] Don't get your ass wet, [B] we clap shit, Mack [E] know ya They was talking about my flow, so I went back to [C#m] the old one Look, diamonds in [G#m] my T-shirt, [C#m] frozen I like my [F#m] bitch's dog, Kelly Rowland I would give you my [B] heart, but [E] it's broken I can't even show no emotion [C#m] Look, stand [B] from afar at the [C#m] ocean, before I got some motion Before we ever [B] bust a [F#] check, man, we was on some more shit Before I [E] ever touched a pen, they told me I was chosen Before the feign, [C#m] bitch, they call me baddie, I know Look, I [G#m] know Justin, [C#m] Liberty, gon' be down I know [F#m] Boonk and Bop and Zelly, they gon' be [C#m] down I [B] can't stick on none of them niggas, [E] I can't ID them Make me quick on all these [C#m] niggas, like on C-9 I can't trust a [B] soul, so I won't be [C#m] around Tell the street down, my shell [D#m] gone, so I know he proud [C#m] He took over the beat [B] now, he sending it to [E] me now Don't make me send him young until you spine him, let [C#m] him freestyle [B] [A]
[F#] [B] [E]
[C#m] [G#m] [C#m]
[B] [E] [N]
Key:  
C#m
13421114
B
12341112
E
2311
G#m
123111114
A
1231
C#m
13421114
B
12341112
E
2311
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To learn Yfn Lucci - Dec. 23Rd chords, grasp the musical fabric of the song with this sequence - B, E, C#m, B, C#m, G#m and C#m of chords. A good strategy is to initiate at 56 BPM and then accelerate to the track's regular speed of 113 BPM. Fine-tune the capo based on your vocal range, ensuring it complements the key of E Major.

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_ [B] _ _ [A] _ _ _ _ [F#m] _
_ _ [C#m] _ _ [B] _ _ [E] _ _
_ _ _ [C#m] _ _ _ _ [G#m] _
[A] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ [C#m] _
_ [B] _ _ [E] _ _ _ _ _
[C#m] _ _ _ _ [B] _ [C#m] I ain't never dropped a dime, [C#] not even when I got no racks
Look, I [B] was raised in hell before [E] the hellcat
I can put you on, [C#m] run and tell that
Look, I [B] pop a nigga like a [C#m] whale
I [C#] crack me a sip, pour out my [C#m] feelings
I don't [B] stand at the stars [E] in the ceiling
I don't stand at my hard-wired [C#m] ceiling
Look, it's hard [G#m] for me to find some [C#m] inspiration
Pray for the generation, I need me a [C#] vacation
I'm [C#m] trying to clear my thoughts, don't [B] want to call long [E] lately
Want to know my way about something with the [C#m] stars now lately
Lord, pray [B] for me
[A] We just a product of our [F#m] environment
We just some young niggas [C#m] struggling, who got tired [B] of this?
I'm gonna let them [E] crack a quick, hang you like an ornament
[C#m] I'm just thankful that we made it out
[B] Talking to God, not [A] the only way we ball
[C#] Can't complain at all, bitch, we made it far
[B] Said, bought my nigga a [E] phone, I hate when he can't make that call
Come to you with [C#m] my hand, I see that ain't me at all
I don't give [G#m] no damn about what [C#m] you did
We came up from hustling, kicking [F#] doors, don't know what you did
I'm a real [B] hustler, I was rich when I [E] got two kids
Then I had two more kids, bring [C#m] that shit to your crib
Wrecked in 19, [B] 2020, I'm going [C#m] to bed
Thought I'd like [F#m] pop, but I got hold, like I'm dead
[C#m] R.I.P. B.I.G.,. [B] my new A.P.A., B [E].I.G. Wrecked the band, trying to check the time, too many [C#m] B.V. Put some ice [G#m] on there, she mindless, [C#m] no skin Put a dime on him, he [D#m] won't make it to the weekend [C#m] Playing all [B] defense, some shit I can't [E] prevent And the game full of widows, it be hard for me to [C#m] fit in I kick the door down and act [B] like I ain't leave it open [A] I'm about to cop that [F#m] new back, and I still got the old one [C#m] Don't get your ass wet, [B] we clap shit, Mack [E] know ya They was talking about my flow, so I went back to [C#m] the old one Look, diamonds in [G#m] my T-shirt, [C#m] frozen I like my [F#m] bitch's dog, Kelly Rowland I would give you my [B] heart, but [E] it's broken _ I can't even show no emotion [C#m] Look, stand [B] from afar at the [C#m] ocean, before I got some motion Before we ever [B] bust a [F#] check, man, we was on some more shit Before I [E] ever touched a pen, they told me I was chosen Before the feign, [C#m] bitch, they call me baddie, I know Look, I [G#m] know Justin, [C#m] Liberty, gon' be down I know [F#m] Boonk and Bop and Zelly, they gon' be [C#m] down I [B] can't stick on none of them niggas, [E] I can't ID them Make me quick on all these [C#m] niggas, like on C-9 I can't trust a [B] soul, so I won't be [C#m] around Tell the street down, my shell [D#m] gone, so I know he proud [C#m] He took over the beat [B] now, he sending it to [E] me now Don't make me send him young until you spine him, let [C#m] him freestyle _ _ [B] _ _ [A] _ _ _ _ _ _
[F#] _ _ [B] _ _ [E] _ _ _ _
_ [C#m] _ _ _ _ [G#m] _ _ [C#m] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[B] _ _ [E] _ _ _ _ _ [N] _

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