Young Nigga

F#m                          A
Strippers in the club and my cups 
half empty
Bm                            A  
Ride with my niggas cause my 
                  Bm
niggas understand me
A                              
Still on Plan A, pussy niggas on 
          Bm
Plan B
C#m
Young rich nigga, young rich nigga
            F#m
Right now, motherfucker let's go

[Verse]
F#m
What can make a nigga wanna go and 
get it?
Bm
Said he want a Beamer with the subs 
in it
Bm
Said he grew up in a house and it 
was love missing
Bm
Said he grew up in the set, he keep 
his guns with him
Bm
Young nigga, young nigga
Bm
Young nigga, just young nigga
D
And he don't need a reason, he a 
young nigga
C#m
And you don't want your daughter and
 your sons with him
F#m
Young nigga, young nigga
Young nigga, just young nigga
Bm
Probably never understand us
Til he pull in Phantom
        Bm
When he pull up in a Phantom
He gon' have that shit blasting
D                       C#m
Like young nigga, just young nigga
C#m
Young nigga, just young nigga
           F#m
What they call you where you from, 
nigga?
F#m
In my city, that was question number
 one, nigga
Bm
Looking at the legend I become, 
nigga
         Bm
I can't help, but feeling like I'm 
the one, nigga
         Bm
Remember I was on the run, nigga
Well, yeah, before you had a son, 
nigga
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D                              
Open up your doors and kept it one, 
C#m
nigga
Held a nigga down and that was love,
 nigga
F#m
Nobody want to stand in front a 
judge, nigga
Bm
Make you think of better days like 
when you was winning
Bm
Standing on the couches in the club 
with us
N.C.
But then I lock my shot, I had to 
run with it
F#m
Out the gate, lost count, many days 
in the studio, we slave, but this 
shit we gotta save
Bm
Staring in the space that you 
fishing for a phrase
 Bm
Uninspired and your mind, still it's
 a paper chase
           Bm
First you over dedicate, then you 
notice that you great
         Bm
And you been the whole time, then it
 slap you in the face
          D
Then you stack it in your safe, got 
it cracking, it was fate
C#m
You the definition, nigga, laughing 
to the bank
F#m
I'm a master of my faith, plus I'm 
the type of nigga own the masters to
 my tape
Bm
I'm in Nevada for the day, I just 
caught a flight from Philly, we just
 sold out TA
Bm
Fresh up off of stage on my way to 
be a
AMB, we L.A, tryna eat, we the way
D
Young Nips, he the great, never talk
       C#m
Had a drink, I just lead to the lake
        F#m
It's eighty-something degrees in L.A
Fuck it, time to put some jetskis on
 L.A
         Bm
I got a team in my bank, I don't 
even need an I.D at my bank
Bm
This used to be a dream we would 
chase
I know J. Stone and Copy Supreme 
could relate
D
I know the whole team could relate
C#m
I know, Makenzi, could relate
F#m
Nelson, on the Marathon
Bm
Balling since my brother used to 
hustle out the Vons
Couple hundred thousand up, he took 
a shovel to the lawn
Bm
No exaggeration for the content of 
my songs
When he went to dig it up, shit, a 
hundred something gone
D
Molded, you can ask moms
        C#m
Had to plug in blow dryers for the 
ones we could wash
F#m
Salvaged the little bit
Young rich nigga shit, pressure on 
your shoulder
              Bm
How you gon' deal with it?
Say it's all uncomfortable when you 
transition, but it's all beautiful 
when you get rich in it
When you start killing shit and they
 all witness
Money roll faster than niggas could 
spend the shit
D                                 
Open more businesses with you and 
     C#m
your niggas that watching your 
vision and being more generate
        F#m
Like a Ford dealership, we up in 
Forbes
Watching and they wishing that it 
wasn't yours
Bm
I forgive you, I remember I was poor
Plus I ain't in the way of what you 
reaching for
Bm
Gotta play the game, you gotta read 
the score
See, I'ma do the same and pop the 
clutch of four
D
Told me if I want it, gotta hustle 
for it
C#m
Only difference now, the money more 
mature

[Outro: Diddy]
F#m
Young nigga, young nigga
F#m
Young nigga, young nigga
Bm
Get your money, young nigga
          Bm
Get your money, young nigga
Young nigga, young nigga
Young nigga, young nigga
          D
Get the money, young nigga
Young nigga, young nigga
          D
Get the money, young nigga
Get the money, young nigga
        F#m
Get the money, young nigga
Keep God first though