Industry baby - Lil Nas X, ukulele chords


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Published: 2021-08-06 10:24
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Am B Em


Intro:
    Am              B
    Baby back, ayy, couple racks, ayy
    Em
    Couple Grammys on him, couple plaques, ayy
    Am                  B
    Thatʼs a fact, ayy, throw it back, ayy
    Em
    Throw it back, ayy

Pre-Chorus:
                            Am       B
    And this one is for the champions
                         Em
    I ainʼt lost since I began, yeah
                                  Am
    Funny how you said it was the end, yeah
    B                  Em
    Then I went did it again, yeah

Chorus:
               Am             B
    I told you long ago on the road
                    Em
    I got what they waiting for
                     Am
    I donʼt run from nothing, dog
             B                          Em
    Get your soldiers, tell ʼem I ainʼt layinʼ low
     
                         Am                   B
    You was never really rooting for me anyway
                            Em
    When Iʼm back up at the top, I wanna hear you say
                      Am
    He donʼt run from nothinʼ, dog
             B                           Em
    Get your soldiers, tell ʼem that the break is over

Uh, need to, uh
        Am
Need to get this album done
       B
Need a couple number onеs
       Em
Need a plaque on every song
 
Need mе like one with Nicki now
 
       Am
Tell a rap nigga I donʼt see ya, hah
      B
Iʼm a pop nigga like Bieber, hah
        Em
I donʼt fuck bitches, Iʼm queer, hah
 
But these niggas bitches like Madea,
 
                  Am
Yeah, yeah, yeah, ayy (Yeah)
          B
Oh, letʼs do it
        Em
I ainʼt fall off,
 
I just ainʼt release my new shit
 
       Am
I blew up,
                    B
Now everybody tryna sue me
            Em
You call me Nas,
 
But the hood call me Doobie, yeah

Pre-Chorus:
                            Am       B
    And this one is for the champions
                         Em
    I ainʼt lost since I began, yeah
                                  Am
    Funny how you said it was the end, yeah
    B                  Em
    Then I went did it again, yeah

Chorus:
               Am              B
    I told you long ago on the road
                    Em
    I got what they waiting for
     
    (I got what theyʼre waiting for)
     
                     Am
    I donʼt run from nothing, dog
             B
    Get your soldiers, tell ʼem
            Em
    I ainʼt layinʼ low
     
    (Bitch, I ainʼt runninʼ from nowhere)
     
                         Am
    You was never really rooting for me anyway
     B
    (Ooh, ooh)
                            Em
    When Iʼm back up at the top,
     
    I wanna hear you say (Ooh, ooh)
     
                      Am
    He donʼt run from nothinʼ, dog
             B
    Get your soldiers,
                      Em
    tell ʼem that the break is over (Yeah)

Am                 B
My track record so clean,
                           Em
They couldnʼt wait to just bash me
 
I must be gettinʼ too flashy,
                                   Am
yʼall shouldnʼt have let the world gas me (Woo)
                         B
Itʼs too late ʼcause Iʼm here to stay and these girls know
Em
That Iʼm nasty (Mmm)
 
I sent her back to her boyfriend
 
                             Am
With my handprint on her ass cheek
B                       Em
City talkinʼ, we takinʼ notes
 
Tell ʼem all to keep makinʼ posts
                                Am
Wish he could, but he canʼt get close
               B
OG so proud of me that he chokinʼ
                   Em
up while he makinʼ toasts
 
Iʼm the type that you canʼt control,
 
                             Am
Said I would, then I made it so
                 B
I donʼt clear up rumors (Ayy),
                       Em
Whereʼs yʼall sense of humor? (Ayy)
 
Iʼm done makinʼ jokes ʼcause
                       Am
They got old like baby boomers
                       B
Turned my haters to consumers,
                           Em
I make vets feel like they juniors (Juniors)
 
Say your time is cominʼ soon,
 
                  Am
But just like Oklahoma (Mmm)
               B
Mine is cominʼ sooner (Mmm),
                Em
Iʼm just a late bloomer (Mmm)
 
I didnʼt peak in high school,
                           Am
Iʼm still out here gettinʼ cuter (Woo)
                    B
All these social networks and computers
          Em
Got these pussies walkinʼ
 
ʼRound like they ainʼt losers

Chorus:
               Am              B
    I told you long ago on the road
                    Em
    I got what they waiting for
                     Am
    I donʼt run from nothing, dog
             B                          Em
    Get your soldiers, tell ʼem I ainʼt layinʼ low
     
                         Am                   B
    You was never really rooting for me anyway
                            Em
    When Iʼm back up at the top, I wanna hear you say
                      Am
    He donʼt run from nothinʼ, dog
             B                          Em
    Get your soldiers, tell ʼem that the break is over

Outro:
    Am  B Em
    Yeah
                Em            Am B Em
    Iʼm the industry baby, mmm
     
    Iʼm the industry baby. Yeah




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