Roddy Ricch - Die Young

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Roddy Ricch - Die Young
 
Capo: 1st fret
 
[Intro]
We got London on the track
 
I'm in London, got my beat from London
 
[Chorus]
CI ain't tryna die young, so I
Cgotta ride with one
GmStood ten toes down in my
GBalenziaga, ayy
CHe ran down on a nigga, that’s
Ca shotta, shotta
GmCold hearted nigga, wet tha
Gblocka, blocka
CGotta keep it on me, I don't
Cwanna die young
GmI rather be judged by twelve,
Gthan carried by six
CHow Am I gon' post bail? Just
Clook at my wrist
GmTell me, why the legends always
Ggotta die quick?
 
[Verse 1]
CWhen I'm in traffic gotta slide
Cwith the beam on me
Gm'Cause I keep 'bout ten racks
Gbussin' out the jeans on me
CNiggas be hatin', I'm rich,
Cit's all about the cream, homie
GmIf I ever get caught lackin',
Gthey gon' slide
CEver since I got the Rollie, I
Cain't got the time
GmFlawless diamonds, niggas can't
Gnever block the shine
CThey know I'm ballin' in the
Ccity like DeRozan
GmGotta keep my niggas 'round me,
GI can't Do the wrong friends
CI was knockin' down walls, now
Cthey closin' in
GmHopped off the porch, and then
GI hopped inside the Porsche, ayy
CFuck being the side nigga, I'ma
Cbe the main course
GmWhipped the Rolls like a young
Gnigga made for it
 
[Chorus]
CI ain't tryna die young, so I
Cgotta ride with one
GmStood ten toes down in my
GBalenciaga, ayy
CHe ran down on a nigga, that’s
Ca shotta, shotta
GmCold hearted nigga wet that
Gblocka, blocka
CGotta keep it on me, I don't
Cwanna die young
GmI rather be judged by twelve,
Gthan carried by six
CHow Am I gon' post bail? Just
Clook at my wrist
GmTell me, why the legends always
Ggotta die quick?
 
[Verse 2]
CTryna get my bag, I had to Go
Cand make it happen
GmMe and my dogs, we was bussin'
Gout them bandos
CCount out them hunnids, then we
Cthrow it in the mattress
GmWrap it in plastic, and throw
Git in the attic
CI be in the streets, nigga, I
Cstand ten toes
GmAny nigga in my situation
Gwould've been fold
CWe was trappin' out the
 
basement, made it back
Ctenfold
GmGotta stay out the way, that's
Gwhy I'm always on the tinfoil
CWe was fightin' fed cases,
C'member I was 2 and 0
GmNigga was fightin' depression,
Gsippin' syrup, I was movin' slow
CI was down below, but still, I
Calways kept my head up
GmNigga gotta get my bread up, I
Gdon't wanna die young
 
[Chorus]
CI ain't tryna die young, so I
Cgotta ride with one
GmStood ten toes down in my
GBalenziaga Ayy
CHe ran down on a nigga, that’s
Ca shotta, shotta
GmCold hearted nigga wet that
Gblocka, blocka
CGotta keep it on me, I don't
Cwanna die young
GmI rather be judged by twelve,
Gthan carried by six
CHow Am I gon' post bail? Just
Clook at my wrist
GmTell me, why the legends always
Ggotta die quick?
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