Chords for Chief Keef - Finally Rich (Prod. Young Chop)

[Am] Catch up, [F] catch up, oh!.
[G] [Am] .
I thought he was over there.
Gee, gee!.
[G] [Am] .
Bitch nigga, bitch nigga is cracking, bitch nigga is cracking.
[F] Get in my [G] face, bitch nigga.
[Am].
So we back and forth, bitch.
Cause [F] he's out.
Oh, [G] I think.
Go on and [Am] fake your face, motherfucker.
Okay.
.
[F] Go on and fake your face.
[G] Free socks.
[Am].
Sock it, baby.
[F].
He out of town.
[G] My hair ain't got so many, nigga.
[Am] I ain't even owe him anything.
Three hundred?.
Fuck you mean, nigga?.
[F] Set up the [Em] bitch, take control of it.
[Am] Call a man, my man.
Let's get this cash, man.
[F] Three hundred, nigga.
[G] [Am].
Hands up on the beat.
[F] .
[G] I wanna get fired.
[Am] .
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[F] [G] I was bitchin' on them.
I know I'm [Am] finally rich.
But that damn thing ain't gonna track, [F] nigga.
Me and my boy still bangin'.
[G] Clop nigga, I'm no rapper.
[Am] Finally rich.
I can ride four-on-cocks.
[F] I love all my fans, but I'm [G] sure I won't get far.
[Am] Finally rich.
I can smoke all the dope.
[F] I just don't have that CD scope.
Real [G] nigga from the off.
[Am] Finally rich.
Me and you, we're worth the same.
[F] All these niggas follow my campaign.
[G] Now these bitches know my name.
[Am] Finally rich.
I'ma show you how to ball.
[F] But you walk up there tomorrow.
[Em] And everything went my way.
[Am] It ain't shit.
I be flexin' on these lines.
[F] And my old model can't change.
[Em] She's a 43 model, man.
That [Am] vision.
So I gotta take care of my squad.
[Dm] For every fuckin' model get robbed.
[G] For that night job and they job.
That's why [Am] I got rich.
So I can take care of my brother.
[F].
Take care of my [Dm] daughter.
[G] And take care of my brothers.
But I'm [Am] finally rich.
So just watch, don't stack this chest.
Flex on these niggas, [F] no value.
[Em] Hand on me, it don't matter.
But I'm [Am] finally rich.
So just watch, don't stack this chest.
[F] Flex on these niggas, no value.
[G] Hand on me, it don't matter.
But I'm [Am] finally rich.
And that damn thing ain't gonna track, nigga.
[F] Me and my boy still [G] bangin'.
Clap nigga, I'm no good.
But [Am] I'm finally rich.
I can ride for a car.
[F] And I love all my fans.
[G] But I'm sure I won't get fucked.
But [Am] I'm finally rich.
I can smoke all the dope.
[F] I can smoke high, just see it's gold.
[G] Real nigga from the old town.
But [Am] I'm finally rich.
Me and you ain't the same.
[F] All these niggas follow my campaign.
[G] All these bitches know my name.
But I'm finally [Am] rich.
I be flexin' on my head bras.
Rich money ain't fried off.
[Em] You got big bitch, fried up, I ain't wrong.
But I'm [Am] finally rich.
Yeah, I get 24 shows.
I ain't worried about no [Dm] hoes.
[G] Cause I switch doors, I switch closets.
Bitch, [Am] I'm rich.
Every bitch know she a kid.
[F].
Every bitch want a cheeky.
[G] All these niggas on TV.
But I'm [Am] finally rich.
I got diamonds all in my watch.
[F].
Purses all in my car.
[G] I get 10 minutes before I hit ball.
But I'm [Am] finally rich.
And that damn thing ain't gonna track, nigga.
[F] Me and my boy still bangin'.
[G] Climbin' in up nowhere.
But [Am] I'm finally rich.
I can ride for all the cars.
[F] And love all my fans.
[G] But I'm sure I won't get far.
But [D] I'm finally [Am] rich.
I can smoke all the dope.
[F] I can so high just see it's gold.
[G] Real nigga brought it all up.
But [Am] I'm finally rich.
Me and you ain't the same.
[F] All these niggas follow my campaign.
[G] All these bitches know my name.
[Am] But I'm finally rich.
[F] [G] [Am] .
[F] .
[G] .
[N] .