Chords for Millyz ft. Mozzy - Ashes in the Maybach (Official Video)

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85.35 bpm
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Ab

Bbm

Db

Cm

Bb

Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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Millyz ft. Mozzy - Ashes in the Maybach (Official Video) chords
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[Cm] [Ab] Try my own, the world should get better.
[Db] We gotta be all in [Ab] at this point.
[Db] Save your tears, baby.
I was out there, [Bbm] Blanca.
Look.
[Ab] Drowning in this Remy, trying to numb the [Bb] pain.
I hate the shit it put me through, but I [Bbm] still love the game.
[Ab] Lost Mecca, that shit hit me like [Db] a hurricane.
And C's left Haiti six days before [Bbm] the hurricane.
[Cm] Fuck a mod, dude, I [Ab] take a shot or two.
Parmesan on park benches, [Bbm] that's what God is through.
[Ab] Where's the God in you?
Feel like the [Db] devil's guiding you.
We don't got no chemistry, this [F] 40-blow apart your molecules.
My [Ab] brother's bidding left me in a state of solitude.
While they in [Bb] solitary eating garbage [Bbm] food.
We [Ab] chase material, obsessing [Db] over diamond jewels.
Bullets made his body [Bbm] ooze, hit him twice like Kabi-Ku.
[Ab] Left him pissing in a bag, can't eat no solid [Bb] food.
Try to tell a bro to get the bag, but he [Bbm] thinks sliding cool.
And [Ab] honestly, it kinda is if that [Db] shit for your brothers.
Free the ones that never told, assassinate the suckers.
No [Ab] father figure, so we grew up having worry mother [Bb] shit.
The most hated, but we love each [Bbm] other.
No [Ab] father figure, so we grew up [Db] having worry mother shit.
The most hated, but [Bbm] we love each other.
Never want my soul, but [Ab] I can't go out cause I'm godly.
Ride around [Eb] with poles, you know this jook and shit a hobby.
[Bbm] Just me and all the bros, we 40 [Ab] deep up in that lobby.
[Db] And they gon' let it go, no over me, they catching [Bbm] homies.
I'm dropping ashes [Eb] in the Maybach, 30 on [Ab] my sleeve.
40 on my lap, you gotta go before [Bbm] I leave.
I'm dropping ashes in [Ab] the Maybach, 30 on [Db] my sleeve.
40 on my lap, you gotta go before [Bbm] I leave.
[Ab] Scented buns over stocks, certificates for [Gb] these rocks.
Those sixes under the box, [Bbm] you know the wire tap.
Don't be [Ab] mentioning who we pop.
[Bbm] Insignificant ops, they ain't posting when buddy drop.
Love me or love me not, left her [Cm] lonely, I'm hugging blocks.
[Eb] This shop-op possess me, more than me than these thots here.
[Bbm] I do not cooperate [Ab] with lawmen or the cops.
[Db] Lying to my lawyer, even though he all [Bbm] I got.
I know these suckers want my soul.
[Eb] Totaled out the load with all [Ab] the fireworks they throwing.
We double back at something [Bbm] dope.
Indicted on that pole, [Ab] got me against the rope.
But [C] I'ma fight it like I'm Tyson, ain't no cody's to the throat.
[Bbm] Caution on your approach, [Cm] watch what you niggas post.
And I [Ab] can't do no nerd shit, cause I know they watch me the most.
[Bbm] Remember rocking up so, grab a [Ab] bottle, pop in a toast.
Cause we [Bbm] the ones that niggas tapping with, soon as they touch the coast.
I never want my soul, but I [Ab] can't go out cause I'm godly.
Ride around with pose, you know this took and shit, I hobby.
Just [Bbm] me and all the bros, we 40 [Ab] deep up in that lobby.
And [Db] they gon' let it go, no over me, they catching [Bbm] homies.
I'm dropping ashes in [Eb] the Maybach, 30 on [Ab] my sleeve.
40 on my lap, you gotta go before I [Bbm] leave.
I'm dropping ashes in the [Ab] Maybach, 30 on my [Db] sleeve.
40 on my lap, you gotta go before I [Bbm] leave.
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[Cm] [Bb] [Bbm]
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Bbm
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_ [Cm] _ [Ab] Try my own, the world should get better.
[Db] We gotta be all in [Ab] at this point.
_ [Db] Save your tears, baby.
I was out there, [Bbm] Blanca.
Look.
[Ab] Drowning in this Remy, trying to numb the [Bb] pain.
I hate the shit it put me through, but I [Bbm] still love the game.
[Ab] Lost Mecca, that shit hit me like [Db] a hurricane.
And C's left Haiti six days before [Bbm] the hurricane.
[Cm] Fuck a mod, dude, I [Ab] take a shot or two.
Parmesan on park benches, [Bbm] that's what God is through.
[Ab] Where's the God in you?
Feel like the [Db] devil's guiding you.
We don't got no chemistry, this [F] 40-blow apart your molecules.
My [Ab] brother's bidding left me in a state of solitude.
While they in [Bb] solitary eating garbage [Bbm] food.
We [Ab] chase material, obsessing [Db] over diamond jewels.
Bullets made his body [Bbm] ooze, hit him twice like Kabi-Ku.
[Ab] Left him pissing in a bag, can't eat no solid [Bb] food.
Try to tell a bro to get the bag, but he [Bbm] thinks sliding cool.
And [Ab] honestly, it kinda is if that [Db] shit for your brothers.
Free the ones that never told, assassinate the suckers.
No [Ab] father figure, so we grew up having worry mother [Bb] shit.
The most hated, but we love each [Bbm] other.
No [Ab] father figure, so we grew up [Db] having worry mother shit.
The most hated, but [Bbm] we love each other.
Never want my soul, but [Ab] I can't go out cause I'm godly.
Ride around [Eb] with poles, you know this jook and shit a hobby.
[Bbm] Just me and all the bros, we 40 [Ab] deep up in that lobby.
[Db] And they gon' let it go, no over me, they catching [Bbm] homies.
I'm dropping ashes [Eb] in the Maybach, 30 on [Ab] my sleeve.
40 on my lap, you gotta go before [Bbm] I leave.
I'm dropping ashes in [Ab] the Maybach, 30 on [Db] my sleeve.
40 on my lap, you gotta go before [Bbm] I leave.
[Ab] Scented buns over stocks, certificates for [Gb] these rocks.
Those sixes under the box, [Bbm] you know the wire tap.
Don't be [Ab] mentioning who we pop.
[Bbm] Insignificant ops, they ain't posting when buddy drop.
Love me or love me not, left her [Cm] lonely, I'm hugging blocks.
[Eb] This shop-op possess me, more than me than these thots here.
[Bbm] I do not cooperate [Ab] with lawmen or the cops.
[Db] Lying to my lawyer, even though he all [Bbm] I got.
I know these suckers want my soul.
[Eb] Totaled out the load with all [Ab] the fireworks they throwing.
We double back at something [Bbm] dope.
Indicted on that pole, [Ab] got me against the rope.
But [C] I'ma fight it like I'm Tyson, ain't no cody's to the throat.
[Bbm] Caution on your approach, [Cm] watch what you niggas post.
And I [Ab] can't do no nerd shit, cause I know they watch me the most.
[Bbm] Remember rocking up so, grab a [Ab] bottle, pop in a toast.
Cause we [Bbm] the ones that niggas tapping with, soon as they touch the coast.
I never want my soul, but I [Ab] can't go out cause I'm godly.
Ride around with pose, you know this took and shit, I hobby.
Just [Bbm] me and all the bros, we 40 [Ab] deep up in that lobby.
And [Db] they gon' let it go, no over me, they catching [Bbm] homies.
I'm dropping ashes in [Eb] the Maybach, 30 on [Ab] my sleeve.
40 on my lap, you gotta go before I [Bbm] leave.
I'm dropping ashes in the [Ab] Maybach, 30 on my [Db] sleeve.
40 on my lap, you gotta go before I [Bbm] leave.
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