Chords for Juice WRLD with Marshmello ft. Polo G & The Kid Laroi - Hate The Other Side (Official Visualizer)
Tempo:
89.95 bpm
Chords used:
Gb
Abm
E
B
Ebm
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[Gb] [B] [Abm]
[E] [Gb] [E] [Abm] I got pay in the morgue, I told you I'm [Gb] hunting for it
[B] [Abm]
[E] [Gb] [E] [Abm]
[Gb] But it's money, money, [Abm] money, money, money on my mind
For the beam on the glizzy, don't get caught between [Gb] the lines
Last nigga we got busy, I'm got [Abm] head between the lines
Roll up my pillows in the backwood and put it in the sky
Catch your mans in the backwood and put it in the sky
I was talking to my brothers and they hate the other [Gb] side
Hate the other side, [Abm] hate the other side
Put your back to see I might act cool
[Gb] All those gang members I [B] can't act cool
[Abm] I got gang scriptures in [E] my tattoos
I [Gb] was running from the police in my trap [E] shoes
Pussy [Abm] trying to flip a hundred, I couldn't baffle
Come [Gb] from nothing but I blossomed to [B] a tycoon
Betrayal [Abm] scars, can't stop thinking bout them stab wounds
We might [Gb] not catch him today but he gon' die soon
[Ebm] I'm from [Abm] Chicago, she said she like my accent
I'm from [Gb] Chicago, at Glocks what we react with
Standing [Abm] tall, make him tumble when that max fit
Bitch I'm [Gb] a gangsta, I just took off on some rap [B] shit
I got [Abm] pain in my heart, I told you a hundred [Gb] times
But it's money, money, money, money, money on [Abm] my mind
For the beam on the glizzy, don't get caught between [Gb] the lines
Last nigga we [Abm] got busy, I'm got head between the lines
Roll up my pillows in the backwood and put it in the [Gb] sky
Catch your mans in the backwood and put it in the [Abm] sky
I was talking to my [E] brothers and they hate the other [Gb] side
Hate the other side, [B] hate the other [Abm] side
Hate the other side, hate the other [Gb] side
I don't give a fuck about it, bitch got too much money on [Abm] my mind
They [E] was looking for me, I'm not out [Gb] of rhyme
Everybody, they don't work out, nothing loose, bitch they [Abm] gon' ride
Saw my uncle in the grave, bought tits to [Ebm] my eyes
I ain't gon' lie, I done been through this shit too many [Abm] times
My heart's just trying to recover from pain, all [Gb] my life
I really been ailing back [Db] a couple hundred [Abm] times
Couple hundred times, right between [Gb] the lines
I'm still trying, I'm still trying to [Abm] get by
I still got memories that lay deep [Gb] inside
Creeping up on my mind, man, [B] fuck, [Abm] you know, man
I got fire in my [E] heart, I told you we're on [Gb] it fine
Put this money, money, money, money, money on [Abm] my mind
Put a beam on the [E] glizzy, don't get caught between [Gb] the lines
Last nigga we got busy, I'm got [Abm] head between the lines
Roll up my pillows in the backwood and put it in the [Gb] sky
Catch your mans in the backwood and put it in the [Abm] sky
I was talking to my [E] brothers and they hate the other [Gb] side
Hate the other side, [B] hate the other [Abm] side
[Gb] [Abm]
[Gb] [B] [Abm]
[Gb] [B] [Abm]
[Gb] [N]
[E] [Gb] [E] [Abm] I got pay in the morgue, I told you I'm [Gb] hunting for it
[B] [Abm]
[E] [Gb] [E] [Abm]
[Gb] But it's money, money, [Abm] money, money, money on my mind
For the beam on the glizzy, don't get caught between [Gb] the lines
Last nigga we got busy, I'm got [Abm] head between the lines
Roll up my pillows in the backwood and put it in the sky
Catch your mans in the backwood and put it in the sky
I was talking to my brothers and they hate the other [Gb] side
Hate the other side, [Abm] hate the other side
Put your back to see I might act cool
[Gb] All those gang members I [B] can't act cool
[Abm] I got gang scriptures in [E] my tattoos
I [Gb] was running from the police in my trap [E] shoes
Pussy [Abm] trying to flip a hundred, I couldn't baffle
Come [Gb] from nothing but I blossomed to [B] a tycoon
Betrayal [Abm] scars, can't stop thinking bout them stab wounds
We might [Gb] not catch him today but he gon' die soon
[Ebm] I'm from [Abm] Chicago, she said she like my accent
I'm from [Gb] Chicago, at Glocks what we react with
Standing [Abm] tall, make him tumble when that max fit
Bitch I'm [Gb] a gangsta, I just took off on some rap [B] shit
I got [Abm] pain in my heart, I told you a hundred [Gb] times
But it's money, money, money, money, money on [Abm] my mind
For the beam on the glizzy, don't get caught between [Gb] the lines
Last nigga we [Abm] got busy, I'm got head between the lines
Roll up my pillows in the backwood and put it in the [Gb] sky
Catch your mans in the backwood and put it in the [Abm] sky
I was talking to my [E] brothers and they hate the other [Gb] side
Hate the other side, [B] hate the other [Abm] side
Hate the other side, hate the other [Gb] side
I don't give a fuck about it, bitch got too much money on [Abm] my mind
They [E] was looking for me, I'm not out [Gb] of rhyme
Everybody, they don't work out, nothing loose, bitch they [Abm] gon' ride
Saw my uncle in the grave, bought tits to [Ebm] my eyes
I ain't gon' lie, I done been through this shit too many [Abm] times
My heart's just trying to recover from pain, all [Gb] my life
I really been ailing back [Db] a couple hundred [Abm] times
Couple hundred times, right between [Gb] the lines
I'm still trying, I'm still trying to [Abm] get by
I still got memories that lay deep [Gb] inside
Creeping up on my mind, man, [B] fuck, [Abm] you know, man
I got fire in my [E] heart, I told you we're on [Gb] it fine
Put this money, money, money, money, money on [Abm] my mind
Put a beam on the [E] glizzy, don't get caught between [Gb] the lines
Last nigga we got busy, I'm got [Abm] head between the lines
Roll up my pillows in the backwood and put it in the [Gb] sky
Catch your mans in the backwood and put it in the [Abm] sky
I was talking to my [E] brothers and they hate the other [Gb] side
Hate the other side, [B] hate the other [Abm] side
[Gb] [Abm]
[Gb] [B] [Abm]
[Gb] [B] [Abm]
[Gb] [N]
Key:
Gb
Abm
E
B
Ebm
Gb
Abm
E
_ _ _ [Gb] _ _ [B] _ _ [Abm] _
_ [E] _ _ [Gb] _ _ _ [E] [Abm] I got pay in the morgue, I told you I'm [Gb] hunting for it
[B] _ _ [Abm] _
_ [E] _ _ [Gb] _ _ _ [E] _ [Abm] _
_ _ [Gb] But it's money, money, [Abm] money, money, money on my mind
For the beam on the glizzy, don't get caught between [Gb] the lines
Last nigga we got busy, I'm got [Abm] head between the lines
Roll up my pillows in the backwood and put it in the sky
Catch your mans in the backwood and put it in the sky
I was talking to my brothers and they hate the other [Gb] side
Hate the other side, [Abm] hate the other side
Put your back to see I might act cool
[Gb] All those gang members I [B] can't act cool
[Abm] I got gang scriptures in [E] my tattoos
I [Gb] was running from the police in my trap [E] shoes
Pussy [Abm] trying to flip a hundred, I couldn't baffle
Come [Gb] from nothing but I blossomed to [B] a tycoon
Betrayal [Abm] scars, can't stop thinking bout them stab wounds
We might [Gb] not catch him today but he gon' die soon
[Ebm] I'm from [Abm] Chicago, she said she like my accent
I'm from [Gb] Chicago, at Glocks what we react with
Standing [Abm] tall, make him tumble when that max fit
Bitch I'm [Gb] a gangsta, I just took off on some rap [B] shit
I got [Abm] pain in my heart, I told you a hundred [Gb] times
But it's money, money, money, money, money on [Abm] my mind
For the beam on the glizzy, don't get caught between [Gb] the lines
Last nigga we [Abm] got busy, I'm got head between the lines
Roll up my pillows in the backwood and put it in the [Gb] sky
Catch your mans in the backwood and put it in the [Abm] sky
I was talking to my [E] brothers and they hate the other [Gb] side
Hate the other side, [B] hate the other [Abm] side
Hate the other side, hate the other [Gb] side
I don't give a fuck about it, bitch got too much money on [Abm] my mind
They [E] was looking for me, I'm not out [Gb] of rhyme
Everybody, they don't work out, nothing loose, bitch they [Abm] gon' ride
Saw my uncle in the grave, bought tits to [Ebm] my eyes
I ain't gon' lie, I done been through this shit too many [Abm] times
My heart's just trying to recover from pain, all [Gb] my life
I really been ailing back [Db] a couple hundred [Abm] times
Couple hundred times, right between [Gb] the lines
I'm still trying, I'm still trying to [Abm] get by
I still got memories that lay deep [Gb] inside
Creeping up on my mind, man, [B] fuck, [Abm] you know, man
I got fire in my [E] heart, I told you we're on [Gb] it fine
Put this money, money, money, money, money on [Abm] my mind
Put a beam on the [E] glizzy, don't get caught between [Gb] the lines
Last nigga we got busy, I'm got [Abm] head between the lines
Roll up my pillows in the backwood and put it in the [Gb] sky
Catch your mans in the backwood and put it in the [Abm] sky
I was talking to my [E] brothers and they hate the other [Gb] side
Hate the other side, [B] hate the other [Abm] side
_ _ _ [Gb] _ _ _ _ [Abm] _
_ _ _ [Gb] _ _ _ [B] _ [Abm] _
_ _ _ [Gb] _ _ [B] _ _ [Abm] _
_ _ _ [Gb] _ _ _ _ [N] _
_ [E] _ _ [Gb] _ _ _ [E] [Abm] I got pay in the morgue, I told you I'm [Gb] hunting for it
[B] _ _ [Abm] _
_ [E] _ _ [Gb] _ _ _ [E] _ [Abm] _
_ _ [Gb] But it's money, money, [Abm] money, money, money on my mind
For the beam on the glizzy, don't get caught between [Gb] the lines
Last nigga we got busy, I'm got [Abm] head between the lines
Roll up my pillows in the backwood and put it in the sky
Catch your mans in the backwood and put it in the sky
I was talking to my brothers and they hate the other [Gb] side
Hate the other side, [Abm] hate the other side
Put your back to see I might act cool
[Gb] All those gang members I [B] can't act cool
[Abm] I got gang scriptures in [E] my tattoos
I [Gb] was running from the police in my trap [E] shoes
Pussy [Abm] trying to flip a hundred, I couldn't baffle
Come [Gb] from nothing but I blossomed to [B] a tycoon
Betrayal [Abm] scars, can't stop thinking bout them stab wounds
We might [Gb] not catch him today but he gon' die soon
[Ebm] I'm from [Abm] Chicago, she said she like my accent
I'm from [Gb] Chicago, at Glocks what we react with
Standing [Abm] tall, make him tumble when that max fit
Bitch I'm [Gb] a gangsta, I just took off on some rap [B] shit
I got [Abm] pain in my heart, I told you a hundred [Gb] times
But it's money, money, money, money, money on [Abm] my mind
For the beam on the glizzy, don't get caught between [Gb] the lines
Last nigga we [Abm] got busy, I'm got head between the lines
Roll up my pillows in the backwood and put it in the [Gb] sky
Catch your mans in the backwood and put it in the [Abm] sky
I was talking to my [E] brothers and they hate the other [Gb] side
Hate the other side, [B] hate the other [Abm] side
Hate the other side, hate the other [Gb] side
I don't give a fuck about it, bitch got too much money on [Abm] my mind
They [E] was looking for me, I'm not out [Gb] of rhyme
Everybody, they don't work out, nothing loose, bitch they [Abm] gon' ride
Saw my uncle in the grave, bought tits to [Ebm] my eyes
I ain't gon' lie, I done been through this shit too many [Abm] times
My heart's just trying to recover from pain, all [Gb] my life
I really been ailing back [Db] a couple hundred [Abm] times
Couple hundred times, right between [Gb] the lines
I'm still trying, I'm still trying to [Abm] get by
I still got memories that lay deep [Gb] inside
Creeping up on my mind, man, [B] fuck, [Abm] you know, man
I got fire in my [E] heart, I told you we're on [Gb] it fine
Put this money, money, money, money, money on [Abm] my mind
Put a beam on the [E] glizzy, don't get caught between [Gb] the lines
Last nigga we got busy, I'm got [Abm] head between the lines
Roll up my pillows in the backwood and put it in the [Gb] sky
Catch your mans in the backwood and put it in the [Abm] sky
I was talking to my [E] brothers and they hate the other [Gb] side
Hate the other side, [B] hate the other [Abm] side
_ _ _ [Gb] _ _ _ _ [Abm] _
_ _ _ [Gb] _ _ _ [B] _ [Abm] _
_ _ _ [Gb] _ _ [B] _ _ [Abm] _
_ _ _ [Gb] _ _ _ _ [N] _