YSIV Chords by Logic

[Intro]
F# C#                                           
■  ■  It's that Young Sinatra IV shit right here
        C#              
Rest in peace Mac Miller
     C#                 
It's been like ten years


[Verse]
     C#7       
Here we go yeah
G#m7                                              
Visualizin' and realizin' my life is fuckin' crazy
G#m7             
Poppin' like JayZ
                               F#m7  
Dirty Dancin' on the game like Swayze
                                G#m7                                      
I'm one of the illest and bitch I've been ready to kill it it's so amazin'
                                                          F#m7   
Bitch I've been blazin' I'm talkin' grass I ain't talkin' grazing
          G#m7                                                     
They just hit the tape while I sip scotch let the haters kick rocks
                             F#m7    
My shit is tip top and never flipflop
G#m7                         
Why 'Cause my soul too strong
    G#m7                                           
Did this all on my own 'cause waiting took too long
         F#m7          G#m7                                               
The flow sophisticated all these youngins do is rhyme like they inebriated
                                              F#m7
I'm hated but yeah that's how you know I made it  
                                 G#m7                              
I'm one of the illest I'm one of the realest I'm ready to kill this
                                                                           C#m7
The people they feel us me and my team made millions but you know we still us  
           F#m7            G#m7                            
That's why they wanna kill us that's why they wanna kill us
                      C#m7               
Rattpack real all the time we never phony
F#m7                       G#m7                
I'm singlehandedly running the game like a Sony
F#m7                                     
While the rest of these rappers is acting
                  G#m7              
Pass 'em the Tony pass 'em the Oscar
                                     G#m7                    
From the new school rappers yeah I'm the illest on the roster
G#m7              
Smoke like a rasta
F#m7                            G#m7                
Black and white like Bob Marley yeah like Bob Marley
      G#m7                                    
These racist motherfuckers hate that last line
F#m7               G#m7                                     
Probably haters on the internet ain't got nothing to bargain
                               C#m7                    
Said I'd never make it bitch I just sold out the garden


[Chorus]
F#m7     G#m7                                         
Life's a bitch and then you die that's why we get high
       G#m7                               
'cause you never know when you're gonna go
F#m7                        G#m7                      
Life's a bitch and then you die that's why we get high
       G#m7                               
'cause you never know when you're gonna go
C#m7     G#m7                                         
Life's a bitch and then you die that's why we get high
       G#m7                               
'cause you never know when you're gonna go


[Verse]
C#                                                      
Life's a bitch and then you die that's why we sip scotch
     C#                                   
Like Sinatra screamin' Motherfuck the cops
         C#7               F#m7          G#m7                   
They say they want the old Logic the one that flow like a faucet
          G#m7                                                     
I'm still the same me they just don't believe it like they Agnostic
   F#m7            G#m7                                      
If I spit over the BoomBap then they perceive it as nostalgic
    G#m7                                            
But the truth is my subject matter has been the same
F#m7              G#m7                    
And my production selection is still flame
                     G#m7                                        
But they love you on the come up 'cause you ain't tainted by fame
                          F#m7  
And you still they little secret
G#m7                                          
That's the type of bullshit that they frequent
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From nineteen to twenty nineteen been murderin' this shit for a decade
G#m7                                                                
From the BoomBap to the Trap I let my shits cascade listen yeah yeah
          F#m7                           G#m7                      
So what's the dilly pass the Phillie get silly that's on the really
   G#m7                                                       
We snappin' like Uma Thurman in Kill Bill I'm talkin' achilles
    F#m7            G#m7                                    
Try to play me like I ain't me but I provided all the deets'
G#m7                                                         
Who you know worth fifty million still rappin' on break beats
     F#m7      G#m7                              
From Nasty Nas BigL Tribe The Roots and many more
G#m7                                                   
Of course we could never forget Biggie and young Shakur
     F#m7       G#m7                              
Fuck the police no we ain't fuckin' with Al Pastor
    G#m7                                                           
I'm the bastard that mastered the flow I said it once before fa sho
F#m7                                   G#m7                 
While sixix produce the kicks from the soul you already know
                                                                  F#m7         
Fuck these youngins talking outta they ass with no class I'm here to school 'em
G#m7                                 
This that real shit I'm never foolin'
                  G#m7                         
I'm killin' these squares we call it a massacre
F#m7            G#m7                                          
I got the bread but these fuckers needs the dough like a baker
    G#m7                                                   
The legends above me love me like the RZA like Nas like Jay
F#m7   G#m7                                    
'cause I mastered the flow from back in the day
G#m7                                              
Respected by my peers from Drizzy to Cole to Kenny
F#m7              G#m7                       
Thank you for the love and inspiration plenty
     G#m7                                        
Yeah I'm loved by many and only hated by a little
    C#m7                                                    
Now I think it's time to switch the lyricism peep the riddle
  C#m7                                                     
I was born in mint condition I'm everybody's life's mission
Dm7                                                       
Alright listen put me 'round your neck and I might glisten
Cm7                                                
The ultimate connect I'll get you anything you need
Cm7                                                                                      
From good credit to good weed I can make any woman suck seed control you with high degree
Dm                        Dm7                                
Along with anybody that's in need I'll make 'em beg and plead
Cm7                                        C7        
I'm in the pocket of mafia crime lords and presidents
                   Gm                           
Without me they'll evict you from your residence
                                            Dm7       
Hov wrote about me on Dead Presidents never irrelevant
      Dm7                                        
Not a soul on earth would love me if I weren't me
Cm7                                       
No matter what year I'm in I'm current see
D7                                              
People that have me yeah they power's so immense
D7                                          
But people without me make no sense god damn
     Dm7                                                 
Yeah the world revolve around me the law evolve around me
Cm7                         G7                    
The shit people do to get a piece of me astound me
Gm    C7                                     
Blood stains my face when drug deals go wrong
C7                                                  
I'm given to the greatest athletes when they go long
    Dm7             Dm            Dm7                               C7  
You could put me in check but I'm still laughing all the way to the bank
    C7                              
I'm the reason that the Titanic sank
    C7                                                      
I'm always there for you yeah when it comes down to the wire
Gm                                                
And some people even tuck me away 'til they retire
Dm                           Dm7                
I usually come around on the first and fifteenth
   Cm7                                                  
If you owe me to somebody then they'll leave you beneath
C7                   Gm                                           
People go crazy when they feel me in the Middle East they drill me
Gm                                                     
If you let your guard down then some people'll steal me
Dm7                                                               
I knew these two dudes that's always been homies since fifth grade
Cm7                                                   
Always schemin' on the block selling crack to get paid
    Cm7                                             
Now they never graduated thought that shit a charade
     Cm7                                           
Only thing on they mind that wasn't me was get laid
         Dm7                                    
Then one day they had a falling out on the block
    Cm7             C7                                  
See one thought the other one had been stealing his rock
          C7                                          
'cause he coulda sworn he had more weight in his stock
           G7                                   
Pulled out the Glock and his homie yelled 'stop'
                      Dm7                                                  
But before he had the chance to pull the trigger oh shit here come the cops
         C7                             
They saw the gun and blew them both away
                     C7                                       
Now there's two more kids dead in the street all before twenty
C7                                           
Over me the most important thing to man money


[Chorus]
                        Gm                        C7  
Life's a bitch and then you die that's why we get high
       C7                                 
'cause you never know when you're gonna go
Dm7                                               Cm7 
Life's a bitch and then you die that's why we get high
                 G7                       
'cause you never know when you're gonna go
F7                                                    
Life's a bitch and then you die that's why we get high
       F7                                 
'cause you never know when you're gonna go
Dm7                                               Cm7   
Life's a bitch and then you die that's why we sip scotch
     Cm7                                  
Like Sinatra screamin' Motherfuck the cops


[Verse]
             Dm7               
We just some motherfuckin' KIDS
             C7                
We just some motherfuckin' KIDS
C7                      
We love and miss you Mac
C7                                   
For those of y'all who don't know man
                                                  Dm                
Mac is the whole reason that I started doing this Young Sinatra shit
Dm7          Cm7                                         C7                       
I remember I loved Lord Finesse all the shit he did with DITC Diggin in the Crates
                Dm7                             
Hip to the Game one of the illest beats ever and
                    Cm7                                           
I remember when Mac flipped that shit for KoolAid and Frozen Pizza
                            Cm7     
I thought it was the dopest shit man
                                                Cm7
Mac showed me that I could just do it all on my own
                                     Dm7                                   
Me and all my boys all my homies and if it wasn't for him killing that beat
             Cm7               C7                                                          
I would have never got on that beat for my very first mixtape Young Broke and Infamous damn


[Chorus]
                         Dm7 Dm Dm7                           
It's like twenty ten And ■   I  titled the track Young Sinatra
    Cm7              C7                    
And ■   that was the birth of all this shit
                                       Dm           Dm7 Cm7 
So thank you I appreciate you love you and miss you ■   yeah
             Cm7               
We just some motherfuckin' KIDS


[Outro]
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