Ruthless Chords by Lil Tjay
- Key: A
- BPM: 65
- Capo: no capo
TEMPO FORTE
RUTHLESS ACORDES
[Start] [Intro] D E F#m A D E ■ ■ ■ ■ ■ ■ F#m No no A Lil Tjay yeah yeah [Chorus] D Yo yo yo E F#m D E Mmh mh mmh ■ ■ [Verse] F#m D ■ Two three bands and you thinking shit sweet little nigga E I ain't never gon' extend my hand F#m If we two deep verse your whole block deep A Swear to God I ain't never gon' fail my man D Money gon' come like the money gon' go E All these fake niggas started getting too close F#7 So I stay with my guys that been by my side F#7 'cause I know they gon' ride 'til the car can't drive [Chorus] D New drip had to pick up some sauce E New kicks I don't care what it cost F#m Ruthless I don't care who lost A Stupid I done turned to a boss D And I know they don't wanna see the young boy win E They don't wanna see the young boy win F#7 They don't wanna see a young boy win F#m They don't wanna see a young boy win [Verse] D Where I come from there's a whole lot of gang shit E As a youngin I just wanted to be famous F#m Hopped in the booth to your screen now we made it F#7 Other day I was recording in the basement D Now I pull up to a show in a spaceship E7 How you screamin' Day one doin' fake shit F#7 Nowadays bad bitches wanna taste it A Pull up on the S show love that be gang shit D And if they let me in the game I'ma change it E Ain't a lot of niggas say ever basic F#m Pop it I'ma stain Balmains and some Bape shit A Niggas see me they ain't never gon' say shit D Bustdown ain't never gon' take this E Money I got lil' nigga can't make this F#7 Countin' blue strips broke niggas gon' hate this A Mama so proud I'ma take her on vacation D I be goin' hard remember used to starve E Remember selling nicks right on the boulevard F#m Going downtown tryna steal a nigga car F#m7 And if I call Tut he'll pull a nigga card D I don't play the field no more without a hammer E Brodie on the news whole face on the camera F#m F#7 Free all my day one niggas out the slammer F#m Opp nigga told black and white he a panda [Bridge] D Got me finna run up in his crib like I'm Santa E All of this designer got me broads in Atlanta F#m Honestly I ain't playin' games no more F#m And they been on my dick 'til my thing feel sore D Bitch said I'm trash shorty change your drawers E I ain't worried 'bout you I ain't worried 'bout me F#m I'ma still pop out with a fresh white tee F#m With some retro J's and some fresh Nikes [Chorus] A7 B7 Amaj7 C#m ■ ■ ■ ■ B C#m Two three bands ■ and you thinking shit sweet little nigga [Verse] E I ain't never gon' extend my hand F#m If we two deep verse your whole block deep A7 Swear to God I ain't never gon' fail my man D Money gon' come like the money gon' go E7 E All these fake niggas started getting too close F#7 So I stay with my guys that been by my side A 'cause I know they gon' ride 'til the car can't drive [Chorus] D New drip had to pick up some sauce E New kicks I don't care what it cost F#m Ruthless I don't care who lost A Stupid I done turned to a boss D And I know they don't wanna see the young boy win E They don't wanna see the young boy win F#7 They don't wanna see a young boy win A7 A They don't wanna see a young boy win [Verse] A Check up they don't wan' see me win E7 Flex up I'ma jump out the gym E New water watch that young boy swim A I got it the harder way like I'm Tim D In that Maybach you can't see through the tint E I ride foreign but bro in a stolie F#7 Had to make me some plays on my dolie A Think I made it these bitches all on me D No this is not a chain this a trophy E Boss up he a baby like Jody F#m Used to go hit a stain for the OZ's A When I put on the ice it be odee D I'm talking money put that cash on a threeway E Doin' the dash on a freeway F#m I knew I would get it they didn't believe me A Baby I make it look easy [Bridge] D Your bitch keep callin' and sayin' she need me E7 I know she see me with Tjay F#m I'm sippin' fours of that drank movin' slowmo A But my whip do the speed race A7 D She wanna link up a ho that's a nogo E7 I been stackin' my cheesecake F#7 Yeah I get to the racks and I'm above the rim A Collecting the bag and I do it again [Chorus] D Two three bands and you thinking shit sweet little nigga E I ain't never gon' extend my hand F#m If we two deep verse your whole block deep F#m Swear to God I ain't never gon' fail my man D Money gon' come like the money gon' go E All these fake niggas started getting too close F#m7 So I stay with my guys that been by my side F#m A 'cause I know they gon' ride 'til the car can't drive D New drip had to pick up some sauce E New kicks I don't care what it cost F#m Ruthless I don't care who lost A Stupid I done turned to a boss D E7 And I know they don't wanna see the young boy win F#7 They don't wanna see the young boy win [Outro] A D E E7 F#m A D E F#m They don't wanna see a young ■ ■ ■ ■ ■ ■ boy win A They don't wanna see a young boy win D E E7 E A ■ ■ ■ ■ ■ [End]