Race to be king chords by Hit-boy
Intro 1
Em
F
Em
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Em
Verse 1
F
Look, I see
Dm
Em
why they mad at us I ain't never rent, I rent it up
F
Stickin' to the code, hand it glove
Dm
F
Em
From now on, address me as the plug
Don't need you to stand for us, nah
C
F
Look, we know nothin's
Em
promised in this thing
They thought I just popped
up in the state
F
N****s in a race, typically gang
Em
It's all about timin' from what I seen,
ayy
F
Goin', plaques on the way,
Em
I got more shit in motion
I'm the hardest n***a who ain't
F
never had promotion
Jumper still wet when it rains,
Em
yeah, it pours
Checks in my account, checks on my
Air
F
Force
Em
Life is too short, money gettin' tall
It don't grow on trees,
F
hustle for it all
Diamonds on my fingers look
Em
like lightning
C
Listen to the beat, I got it slidin'
Em
F
Pop, now they wanna see me fizzle
Em
Size of the chip on my shoulder,
hittin' triple
Was a
C
Westbrook
F
Zero, now I'm goin' for the triple
Em
Like my n***a,
Larry
June, I'm off the dribble
F
Dm
I see why they mad at us
Em
I ain't never ran, I ran it up
F
Dm
Stickin' to the code, hand in glove
Em
From now on, address me as the plug
Don't need you to stamp us,
F
nah, wait, look
Dm
We know nothin's promising
Em
this thing
They thought I just popped up
F
in this thing
Dm
N****s in a race
F
Em
to be king
It's all about timing from what I seen,
C
Am
ayy
Em
F
Em
I told y 'all gang, go high, go
If it ain't about dough,
F
I put that shit on hold
Em
Yeah, I put that shit on hold
F
Keep everything solid till it's lined up
Em
150 through the
Vimo for a lineup
F
Fuck takin' shit personal, I take flights
Em
They want me to break,
but I'm lit like brake lights
F
Did the beat and the rhyme,
you gon' have to pay twice
Em
Puttin' on
A -Day, I put that on this ice
C
Nigga, we goin' live,
Dm
F
I don't do shit for likes
Em
Comin' straight off the hip,
gotta let this shit fly
C
Em
C
Bartender, refill my glass,
F
C
F
make it straight
Em
Throwin' back doubles,
F
Dm
F
shakin' off the hate
Dm
I see why they mad at us
Em
I ain't never ran, I ran it up
F
Dm
Stickin' to the code and the glove
F
Em
From now on, address me as the plug
Don't need you to stand for us, nah
F
Look, we know nothin's
promised in this thing
Em
They thought I just popped
F
up in this thing
Niggas in the race,
Tiffany
King
Em
It's all about timin' from what I seen,
F
Em
ayy
F
Em
F
You
Em
Race to be king
Hit-boy
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