Die Young Chords by Roddy Ricch
- Key: Em
- BPM: 80
- Capo: no capo
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DIE YOUNG CHORDS
[Start] [Verse] Em Am Em Am ■ ■ ■ ■ Em I ain't tryna die young so I gotta ride with one C B7 Still ten toes down in my Balenciagas Em He ran down on a nigga that's a shotta shotta C B7 Cold hearted nigga with that blocka blocka Em Gotta keep it on me I don't wanna die young C B7 I rather be judged by twelve than carried by six Em I'ma go post bail just look at my wrist C B7 Tell me why the legends always gotta die quick Em When I'm in traffic gotta slide with the beam on me C B7 'cause I keep 'bout ten racks bussin' out the jeans on me Em Niggas be hatin' I'm rich it's all about the cream homie C B7 If I ever get caught lackin' they gon' slide Em Ever since I got the Rollie I ain't got the time C B7 Flawless diamonds niggas can't never block the shine Em They know I'm ballin' in the city like DeRozan C B7 Gotta keep my niggas 'round me I can't do the wrong friends Em D I was knockin' down walls now they closin' in C Hopped off the porch and then I hopped inside the Porsche ayy Em D Fuck bein' the side nigga I'ma be the main course C B7 Whipped the Rolls like a young nigga made for it [Chorus] Em I ain't tryna die young so I gotta ride with one C B7 Still ten toes down in my Balenciagas Em He ran down on a nigga that's a shotta shotta C B7 Cold hearted nigga with that blocka blocka Em Ebm Gotta keep it on me I don't wanna die young C B7 I rather be judged by twelve than carried by six Em I'ma go post bail just look at my wrist C B7 Tell me why the legends always gotta die quick Em Tryna get my bag I had to go and make it happen C B7 Me and my dogs we was bussin' out them bandos [Bridge] Em Count out them hunnids then we throw it in the mattress C Wrap it in plastic and throw it in the attic B7 Em I ■ be in the streets nigga I stand ten toes C B7 Any nigga in my situation woulda been fold Em We was trappin' out the basement made it back tenfold C B7 Gotta stay out the way that's why I'm always on it tenfold [Chorus] Em D We was fighting fed cases remember I was two and zero C B7 Nigga was fightin' the pressure sippin' syrup I was movin' slow Em D I was down below but still I always kept my head up C Nigga gotta get my bread up I don't wanna die young no no no Em I ain't tryna die young so I gotta ride with one C B Still ten toes down in my Balenciagas Em He ran down on a nigga that's a shotta shotta C Cold hearted nigga with that blocka blocka B Gotta keep it on me I don't wanna die young C B7 I rather be judged by twelve than carried by six Em I'ma go post bail just look at my wrist C Am Tell me why the legends always gotta die quick ■ [End]