Industry Baby (feat. Jack Harlow)

Lil Nas X

  • Abm
    4
  • Bb
  • Ebm
Tom:
[Intro]
Abm Bb Baby back, ayy, couple racks, ayy
Ebm Couple Grammys on him, couple plaques, ayy
Abm Bb That's a fact, ayy, throw it back, ayy
Ebm Throw it back, ayy [Pré-Refrão]
Abm Bb And this one is for the champions
Ebm I ain't lost since I began, yeah
Abm Funny how you said it was the end, yeah
Bb Ebm Then I went did it again, yeah [Refrão]
Abm Bb I told you long ago on the road
Ebm I got what they waiting for
Abm I don't run from nothing, dog
Bb Ebm Get your soldiers, tell 'em I ain't layin' low
Abm Bb You was never really rooting for me anyway
Ebm When I'm back up at the top, I wanna hear you say
Abm He don't run from nothin', dog
Bb Ebm Get your soldiers, tell 'em that the break is over [Primeira Parte]
Abm Uh, need to, uh need to get this album done
Bb Need a couple number onеs
Ebm Need a plaque on every song Need mе like one with Nicki now
Abm Tell a rap nigga I don't see ya, hah
Bb I'm a pop nigga like Bieber, hah
Ebm I don't fuck bitches, I'm queer, hah
Abm But these niggas bitches like Madea, (yeah, yeah, yeah,) ayy
Bb Oh, let's do it
Ebm I ain't fall off, I just ain't release my new shit
Abm Bb I blew up, now everybody tryna sue me
Ebm You call me Nas, but the hood call me Doobie, yeah [Pré-Refrão]
Abm Bb And this one is for the champions
Ebm I ain't lost since I began, yeah
Abm Funny how you said it was the end, yeah
Bb Ebm Then I went did it again, yeah [Refrão]
Abm Bb I told you long ago on the road
Ebm I got what they waiting for
Abm I don't run from nothing, dog
Bb Ebm Get your soldiers, tell 'em I ain't layin' low
Abm Bb You was never really rooting for me anyway (ooh, ooh)
Ebm When I'm back up at the top, I wanna hear you say (ooh, ooh)
Abm He don't run from nothin', dog
Bb Ebm Get your soldiers, tell 'em that the break is over (yeah) [Segunda Parte]
Abm Bb Ebm My track record so clean, they couldn't wait to just bash me
Abm I must be gettin' too flashy, y'all shouldn't have let the world gas me (Woo)
Bb Ebm It's too late 'cause I'm here to stay and these girls know that I'm nasty (Mmm)
Abm I sent her back to her boyfriend with my handprint on her ass cheek
Bb Ebm City talkin', we takin' notes Tell 'em all to keep makin' posts
Abm Wish he could, but he can't get close
Bb Ebm OG so proud of me that he chokin' up while he makin' toasts
Abm I'm the type that you can't control, said I would, then I made it so
Bb Ebm I don't clear up rumors (Ayy), where's y'all sense of humor? (Ayy)
Abm I'm done makin' jokes 'cause they got old like baby boomers
Bb Ebm Turned my haters to consumers, I make vets feel like they juniors (Juniors)
Abm Say your time is comin' soon, but just like Oklahoma (Mmm)
Bb Ebm Mine is comin' sooner (Mmm), I'm just a late bloomer (Mmm)
Abm I didn't peak in high school, I'm still out here gettin' cuter (Woo)
Bb All these social networks and computers
Ebm Got these pussies walkin' 'round like they ain't losers [Refrão]
Abm Bb I told you long ago on the road
Ebm I got what they waiting for
Abm I don't run from nothing, dog
Bb Ebm Get your soldiers, tell 'em I ain't layin' low
Abm Bb You was never really rooting for me anyway
Ebm When I'm back up at the top, I wanna hear you say
Abm He don't run from nothin', dog
Bb Ebm Get your soldiers, tell 'em that the break is over
Informações da música

Composição: Kanye West, Rcubed, Cosby Hugh, Den Z, Mark Carl Stolinski Williams, Jack Harlow, Paper Son, Rosario Peter Iv Lenzo e Lil Nas X

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