Boss Ya Life Up

Am                                
Got twenty cars, I don't know 
               G Em
which one to drive
Am
mmmm
[Chorus: Yung Bleu]
Am
Got twenty cars, I don't know which 
one to drive
G
Got twenty friends, I don't know 
which one gon' ride
Em
I put that pressure on my back, I'm 
livin' life
Am
I'm that young nigga from the 
streets, I'm goin' live
Am
Boss your life up nigga, boss your 
life up
G
Boss your life up nigga, boss your 
life up
Em
Boss your life up nigga, boss your 
life up
Am
Boss your life up nigga, boss your 
life up


[Verse 1: Yung Bleu]
Am
Money out the A-hole, stack them 
blocks like lego
G
I ran up some bands, she gon' fuck 
me for this fame ho
Em
I blew out the brains, twenty 
thousand in my chain though
Am
Trappin' in the rain, we gon' bust 
you like a mango
Am
I turned myself into a boss, I'm 
makin' boss moves
G
I put my state up on my back so they
 gon' know you
Em
Ain't need nobody to put me on, I 
already had the juice
Am
I took my fam up out the hood, 
that's what I had to do
Am
You got some hitters on your team, 
is they gon' die with you?
G
Ain't nothin' but family in my 
clique, they open fire for Bleu
Em
I got a deal, I kept it real, ain't 
sell my soul for this
Am
Thirty-two thousand on my neck, I'm 
goin' all over this, yeah


[Chorus: Yung Bleu]
Am
Got twenty cars, I don't know which 
one to drive
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G
Got twenty friends, I don't know 
which one gon' ride
Em
I put that pressure on my back, I'm 
livin' life
Am
I'm that young nigga from the 
streets, I'm goin' live
Am
Boss your life up nigga, boss your 
life up
G
Boss your life up nigga, boss your 
life up
Em
Boss your life up nigga, boss your 
life up
Am
Boss your life up nigga, boss your 
life up


[Verse 2: Rich Homie Quan]
Am
I had to boss up my life, had to cut
 off my friends
G
I had to rebound my circle 'cause 
them niggas pretend
Em
I had to sacrifice the Honda just to
 get me a Benz
Am
And then I asked lord forgive me 
'cause I know that I sinned
Am
But lately, I been wearin' polo tees
 and they don't cost enough
G
Life was kind of average 'til I 
bossed it up
Em
Gucci fabric me, put that Lacoste up
Am
And he can't join the team because 
the roster full
Am
Got a bitch off in the pen, I just 
be talkin' to her
G
I make that call, all them stars, on
 my way, walkin' to it
Em
I got these hoes smuggling drugs 
like they Boston George
Am
I done lost count of how many cars 
in my car garage


[Chorus: Yung Bleu]
Am
Got twenty cars, I don't know which 
one to drive
G
Got twenty friends, I don't know 
which one gon' ride
Em
I put that pressure on my back, I'm 
livin' life
Am
I'm that young nigga from the 
streets, I'm goin' live
Am
Boss your life up nigga, boss your 
life up
G
Boss your life up nigga, boss your 
life up
Em
Boss your life up nigga, boss your 
life up
Am
Boss your life up nigga, boss your 
life up


[Verse 3: Yung Bleu]
Am
I'm on an island on vacation, I'm a 
star now
G
Bitch I got choices, I got different
 color cars now
Em
Plus I'm my oldest, get too close, 
you know I'm drawing down
Am
All of my people fuck with Jacque, 
you know it's goin' down
Am
Twenty-two thousand on my wrist, 
bitch it's a Hublot
G
Purple stuff out a double cup, it 
make me move slow
Em
You gon' be big, you play your cards
 right like Uno
Am
Gucci on me now, snap a photo
Am
I be fuckin' different hoes, I be 
rockin' different clothes
G
Ballin' like the super bowl, my 
Audemar super cold
Em
Rollie presidential, whoa, go check 
my credentials, whoa
Am
Jigging with a pistol, whoa, you 
gon' make me hit you up


[Chorus: Yung Bleu]
Am
Got twenty cars, I don't know which 
one to drive
G
Got twenty friends, I don't know 
which one gon' ride
Em
I put that pressure on my back, I'm 
livin' life
Am
I'm that young nigga from the 
streets, I'm goin' live
Am
Boss your life up nigga, boss your 
life up
G
Boss your life up nigga, boss your 
life up
Em
Boss your life up nigga, boss your 
life up
Am
Boss your life up nigga, boss your 
life up