Chords for Destroy Lonely - SOARIN (Official Audio)
Tempo:
93.3 bpm
Chords used:
F
Ab
C
E
Cm
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[F]
[E] I'm going to sing.
Every time you ask the same story.
Every [F] time I tell the same story.
[Ab] I've been cashing out in all these stores.
I've been fucking [Cm] out for all these [F] hoes.
Being better than niggas and getting so boring.
All these niggas they telling the same story.
[Ab] I'm going to put that by my side and I'm torn.
I don't need to get fly, [Cm] but I'm going to shout it with my [F] sword.
Every time you think you're plug, you're checking them out.
You got a bomb on the way, better put that bitch on the scale.
[Ab] You still making plans, but one of you do no love.
The rest of the same, just [C] stack that shit in line.
[Fm] If I buy what I want, you should put this shit on the way.
I'm balling real hard if I shoot this bitch, [G] your fuck nigga fade away.
[Ab] I was eating bullshit, and now it's shrimp and steak.
I ain't do that no time for a stupid [C] bitch, right in the [F] triangle plane.
I got the soup, better for the fuck nigga plate.
[G] And I'm going to be grabbing that cake.
[F] But I just be counting that [Em] cake, then cast that motherfucking [Ab] cake out of my plate.
Because there's a little bit of it hot, then put that little boy on the plate.
I ain't that hoe, but a nigga.
Take this shit down to the top floor, I don't waste no estate.
Grab me on two-fourth [F] up, I'm sipping like two-months [E] drink.
I got hoes [D] everywhere, and I don't think you [Ab] stay.
I got a life, can't hurt you, yeah, she love what I say.
She made it her sound, I ain't trying to drink that bitch.
I say my dream, she [C] keep feeling the glock, go bang, [Fm] bang.
Maybe it's [E] opium gang, gang of the back gang, they say bang.
I like all my fit, mad black, my whip when [Fm] I'm sliding, and I look down.
[Ab] If I see a deep bitch, I think about sliding in there, look that bang.
I be thinking about [Eb] money, clothes, and diamonds, damn I'm going [F] insane.
Every time he ask the same story.
Every time I tell the same story.
[Ab] I been cashing out in all these stores.
I been [C] fucking off on all these hoes.
Being [F] better than niggas is getting so boring.
All these niggas, they telling the same [Ab] story.
Yeah, forget the devil, I'm outside and I'm touring.
[E] I'm going to sing.
Every time you ask the same story.
Every [F] time I tell the same story.
[Ab] I've been cashing out in all these stores.
I've been fucking [Cm] out for all these [F] hoes.
Being better than niggas and getting so boring.
All these niggas they telling the same story.
[Ab] I'm going to put that by my side and I'm torn.
I don't need to get fly, [Cm] but I'm going to shout it with my [F] sword.
Every time you think you're plug, you're checking them out.
You got a bomb on the way, better put that bitch on the scale.
[Ab] You still making plans, but one of you do no love.
The rest of the same, just [C] stack that shit in line.
[Fm] If I buy what I want, you should put this shit on the way.
I'm balling real hard if I shoot this bitch, [G] your fuck nigga fade away.
[Ab] I was eating bullshit, and now it's shrimp and steak.
I ain't do that no time for a stupid [C] bitch, right in the [F] triangle plane.
I got the soup, better for the fuck nigga plate.
[G] And I'm going to be grabbing that cake.
[F] But I just be counting that [Em] cake, then cast that motherfucking [Ab] cake out of my plate.
Because there's a little bit of it hot, then put that little boy on the plate.
I ain't that hoe, but a nigga.
Take this shit down to the top floor, I don't waste no estate.
Grab me on two-fourth [F] up, I'm sipping like two-months [E] drink.
I got hoes [D] everywhere, and I don't think you [Ab] stay.
I got a life, can't hurt you, yeah, she love what I say.
She made it her sound, I ain't trying to drink that bitch.
I say my dream, she [C] keep feeling the glock, go bang, [Fm] bang.
Maybe it's [E] opium gang, gang of the back gang, they say bang.
I like all my fit, mad black, my whip when [Fm] I'm sliding, and I look down.
[Ab] If I see a deep bitch, I think about sliding in there, look that bang.
I be thinking about [Eb] money, clothes, and diamonds, damn I'm going [F] insane.
Every time he ask the same story.
Every time I tell the same story.
[Ab] I been cashing out in all these stores.
I been [C] fucking off on all these hoes.
Being [F] better than niggas is getting so boring.
All these niggas, they telling the same [Ab] story.
Yeah, forget the devil, I'm outside and I'm touring.
Key:
F
Ab
C
E
Cm
F
Ab
C
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [F] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [E] I'm going to sing.
Every time you ask the same story.
Every [F] time I tell the same story.
[Ab] I've been cashing out in all these stores.
_ I've been fucking [Cm] out for all these [F] hoes.
Being better than niggas and getting so boring.
All these niggas they telling the same story.
[Ab] I'm going to put that by my side and I'm torn.
I don't need to get fly, [Cm] but I'm going to shout it with my [F] sword.
Every time you think you're plug, you're checking them out.
You got a bomb on the way, better put that bitch on the scale.
[Ab] _ You still making plans, but one of you do no love.
The rest of the same, just [C] stack that shit in line.
[Fm] If I buy what I want, you should put this shit on the way.
I'm balling real hard if I shoot this bitch, [G] your fuck nigga fade away.
[Ab] I was eating bullshit, and now it's shrimp and steak.
I ain't do that no time for a stupid [C] bitch, right in the [F] triangle plane.
I got the soup, better for the fuck nigga plate.
[G] And I'm going to be grabbing that cake.
[F] But I just be counting that [Em] cake, then cast that motherfucking [Ab] cake out of my plate.
Because there's a little bit of it hot, then put that little boy on the plate.
I ain't that hoe, but a nigga.
Take this shit down to the top floor, I don't waste no estate.
Grab me on two-fourth [F] up, I'm sipping like two-months [E] drink.
I got hoes [D] everywhere, and I don't think you [Ab] stay.
I got a life, can't hurt you, yeah, she love what I say.
She made it her sound, I ain't trying to drink that bitch.
I say my dream, she [C] keep feeling the glock, go bang, [Fm] bang.
Maybe it's [E] opium gang, gang of the back gang, they say bang.
I like all my fit, mad black, my whip when [Fm] I'm sliding, and I look down.
[Ab] If I see a deep bitch, I think about sliding in there, look that bang.
I be thinking about [Eb] money, clothes, and diamonds, damn I'm going [F] insane.
Every time he ask the same story.
Every time I tell the same story.
[Ab] I been cashing out in all these stores.
_ I been [C] fucking off on all these hoes.
Being [F] better than niggas is getting so boring.
_ All these niggas, they telling the same [Ab] story.
Yeah, forget the devil, I'm outside and I'm touring.
_ _ _ [F] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [E] I'm going to sing.
Every time you ask the same story.
Every [F] time I tell the same story.
[Ab] I've been cashing out in all these stores.
_ I've been fucking [Cm] out for all these [F] hoes.
Being better than niggas and getting so boring.
All these niggas they telling the same story.
[Ab] I'm going to put that by my side and I'm torn.
I don't need to get fly, [Cm] but I'm going to shout it with my [F] sword.
Every time you think you're plug, you're checking them out.
You got a bomb on the way, better put that bitch on the scale.
[Ab] _ You still making plans, but one of you do no love.
The rest of the same, just [C] stack that shit in line.
[Fm] If I buy what I want, you should put this shit on the way.
I'm balling real hard if I shoot this bitch, [G] your fuck nigga fade away.
[Ab] I was eating bullshit, and now it's shrimp and steak.
I ain't do that no time for a stupid [C] bitch, right in the [F] triangle plane.
I got the soup, better for the fuck nigga plate.
[G] And I'm going to be grabbing that cake.
[F] But I just be counting that [Em] cake, then cast that motherfucking [Ab] cake out of my plate.
Because there's a little bit of it hot, then put that little boy on the plate.
I ain't that hoe, but a nigga.
Take this shit down to the top floor, I don't waste no estate.
Grab me on two-fourth [F] up, I'm sipping like two-months [E] drink.
I got hoes [D] everywhere, and I don't think you [Ab] stay.
I got a life, can't hurt you, yeah, she love what I say.
She made it her sound, I ain't trying to drink that bitch.
I say my dream, she [C] keep feeling the glock, go bang, [Fm] bang.
Maybe it's [E] opium gang, gang of the back gang, they say bang.
I like all my fit, mad black, my whip when [Fm] I'm sliding, and I look down.
[Ab] If I see a deep bitch, I think about sliding in there, look that bang.
I be thinking about [Eb] money, clothes, and diamonds, damn I'm going [F] insane.
Every time he ask the same story.
Every time I tell the same story.
[Ab] I been cashing out in all these stores.
_ I been [C] fucking off on all these hoes.
Being [F] better than niggas is getting so boring.
_ All these niggas, they telling the same [Ab] story.
Yeah, forget the devil, I'm outside and I'm touring.