Black Roses Chords by J.I the Prince of N.Y
- Key: F
- BPM: 94
- Capo: no capo
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BLACK ROSES CHORDS
[Intro] [Verse] Gm Am F Gm ■ ■ ■ Yeah the day I stop talkin' on the beat Gm That'll be the day I stop walkin' on my feet D7 When I'm with your bitch it's like I'm talkin' in my sleep D7 And I ain't worried 'bout no dirt 'cause I got diamonds on my sleeves G7 And I ain't worried 'bout no dirt 'cause I put diamonds on these cleats G7 Might just walk inside your hood just to laugh at what I see D7 And I know you hold grudges but don't put 'em all on me Am D7 And you was ugly on the inside I still put your ass on fleek yeah G7 Gm You tried to play me now we playin' hide and seek G7 I got one two three four slugs for that leach D7 I got one two three four dubs for that treesh F And the only thing I learned it ain't no love in these streets uhuh F And don't give me that pill 'cause I might take it shorty F And don't give me your heart cause I might break it shorty F I cut off my line I need a break from shorty F Gm And I'ma have to be for you to make me sorry [Chorus] F7 Dm We used to rock but that was only when you was doin' your thing D7 Gm Put some money on his top and I could tell you what they bring [Verse] F Dm ■ ■ Since you're the reason why I made them bad choices Dm Every now and then I'll send you black roses yeah Gm I will play you tit for tat but I don't get shit for that D7 When everything you say is a lie you should get hit for that D7 When there's a price to pay you put it on your tab D7 I'm your father figure and I put that on my dad Gm G7 Bitch I got time on my wrist fuck the time we had F7 D7 We gotta triple up the score before I fuckin' brag D7 Don't tell me who you fuckin' on that's not gon' make me sad Gm I got expensive pockets but I sag so they can see my ass G7 And that's only 'cause they deserve it G7 And everything I got nigga I earned it D7 Took an l but I'm a g just like your service F And only even if I speak today I'ma speak in cursive F And don't give me that pill 'cause I might take it shorty F And don't give me your heart cause I might break it shorty F I cut off my line I need a break from shorty Gm And I'ma have to be for you to make me sorry F Dm We used to rock but that was only when you was doin' your thing C Gm Put some money on his top and I could tell you what they bring [Chorus] F Dm ■ ■ Since you're the reason why I made them bad choices Gm Every now and then I'll send you black roses yeah [Outro] Dm F Gm G7 D7 ■ ■ ■ ■ ■ [End]