Fast

[Intro] C#m  B  G#m  A  C#m  E  A

[Chorus]

C#m             B
  I been living fast, fast, fast, 
fast
G#m              A
  Feeling really bad, bad, bad, bad
C#m                 E
  Time really moves fast, fast, 
fast, fast
A                                 
  Better hurry up and get in your 
A
bag, bag, bag, bag
C#m                  B
  I wear Dior, not a fad, 'ad, 'ad, 
'ad
G#m                             A
I know all these niggas gettin' mad,
 mad, mad, mad
C#m                         E
My hand on my trigger, I'ma die with
 respect, yeah
A                                 
Fucking with my money, you'll get 
A
dealt like that, yeah

[First Part]

C#m          B                     
I took too many pills, count up 
     G#m
I|the bills, uh 

            A                    
Molly in my cup, I can't tell you 
       C#m
how I feel, uh
   E
Oh, last call
A     A
Oh-oh, that's gnarly
C#m            B                 
Every day I be counting up, 
           G#m
counting up the blues
                A               C#m
Count away, sometimes we always lose
                E               
I get high as a bitch, still the 
      A
same dude

           A                      
I was back then, and now I'm lost 
         C#m
I|and confused 

[Pre-Chorus]

          B        G#m
  I ain't see it coming (I ain't see
 it)
          A        C#m
  I ain't see it coming (I ain't see
 it)
             E
But it still came (Yeah, yeah, it 
still came)
    A                        A
I'm talkin' 'bout life, ayy (Talkin'
 'bout life)

[Chorus]

C#m             B
  I been living fast, fast, fast, 
fast
Continues after the ad
G#m              A
  Feeling really bad, bad, bad, bad
C#m                 E
  Time really moves fast, fast, 
fast, fast
A                                 
  Better hurry up and get in your 
A
bag, bag, bag, bag
C#m                  B
  I wear Dior, not a fad, 'ad, 'ad, 
'ad
G#m                             A
I know all these niggas gettin' mad,
 mad, mad, mad
C#m                         E
My hand on my trigger, I'ma die with
 respect, yeah
A                                 
Fucking with my money, you'll get 
A
dealt like that, yeah

[Second Part]

C#m               B            
I go through so much, I'm 19 years 
G#m
old

          A                   
It's been months since I felt at 
  C#m
I|home 

          E
But it's okay 'cause I'm rich
A                A               
Psych, I'm still sad as a bitch, 
C#m
right
               B                 
I don't want nobody to think that 
        G#m
I'm an asshole
               A                   
I don't try to be mean on purpose, 
  C#m
I promise
                  E                
My mama taught me better than that,
         A
 I'll be honest
                  A             
I blame it on the drugs and this 
            C#m
life I'm involved in

[Pre-Chorus]

          B        G#m
  I ain't see it coming (I ain't see
 it)
          A        C#m
  I ain't see it coming (I ain't see
 it)
             E
But it still came (Yeah, yeah, it 
still came)
    A                        A
I'm talkin' 'bout life, ayy (Talkin'
 'bout life)

[Chorus]

C#m             B
  I been living fast, fast, fast, 
fast
G#m              A
  Feeling really bad, bad, bad, bad
C#m                 E
  Time really moves fast, fast, 
fast, fast
A                                 
  Better hurry up and get in your 
A
bag, bag, bag, bag
C#m                  B
  I wear Dior, not a fad, 'ad, 'ad, 
'ad
G#m                             A
I know all these niggas gettin' mad,
 mad, mad, mad
C#m                         E
My hand on my trigger, I'ma die with
 respect, yeah
A                                 
Fucking with my money, you'll get 
A
dealt like that, yeah

[Bridge]

C#m               B
Elevate, elevate, elevate myself
G#m                               
Now I'm on the ground, on the 
   A
ground haven't been myself
    C#m                   E
But it's okay, it's cool, won't push
 the issue
A                  A
What happens next? Story to be 
continued, yeah

[Chorus]

C#m             B
  I been living fast, fast, fast, 
fast
G#m              A
  Feeling really bad, bad, bad, bad
C#m                 E
  Time really moves fast, fast, 
fast, fast
A                                 
  Better hurry up and get in your 
A
bag, bag, bag, bag
C#m                  B
  I wear Dior, not a fad, 'ad, 'ad, 
'ad
G#m                             A
I know all these niggas gettin' mad,
 mad, mad, mad
C#m                         E
My hand on my trigger, I'ma die with
 respect, yeah
A                                 
Fucking with my money, you'll get 
A
dealt like that, yeah

[Outro]

C#m       B    G#m      A
  This is fire, hahaha, yeah
C#m       E    A
  This is fire

( C#m  B  G#m  A  C#m  E  A )