2KBABY - Like This

Capo fret 4

Am
i’ve been through too much
G
just to live like this..
F
double up my cup
C
you can’t sip like this..
Am
i fill my pockets ’til they stuffed
G
so they fit like this..
F
now she know i’m up
C
’cause i drip like this..

Am
now i won’t give a fuck
G
let it rip like this..
F
hop up in my truck
C
and i whip like this..
Am
and now they know i’m up
G
’cause my wrist like this..
F
no, i can’t get enough
C
’cause i’m sick like this, yeah

Reff :
Am
i’ve been through too much
G
just to live like this..
F
i’ve been through too much
C
just to live like this..
Am
i fill my pockets ’til they stuffed
G
so they fit like this..
F
i’ve been through too much
C
just to live like this..

Am
copped anothеr rollie
G
but it ain’t a Plain Jane
F
niggas call the policе
C
but be screamin’, “gang, gang”
Am
boy, stop actin’ like you know me
G
when you know you can’t hang
F
that’s my brother, not my homie
C
nah, that ain’t the same thing

Am
and for buster, i’m gon ride
G
’cause we feel the same pain
F
like no other, do or die
C
even when the days rain
Am
from the gutter, that’s no lie
G
we on the same page
F
from the bottom, now we ballin’
C
like the Wayne way

Am
i’ve been through too much
G
just to live like this..
F
double up my cup
C
you can’t sip like this..
Am
i fill my pockets ’til they stuffed
G
so they fit like this..
F
now she know i’m up
C
’cause i drip like this..

Reff :
Am
i’ve been through too much
G
just to live like this..
F
i’ve been through too much
C
just to live like this..
Am
i fill my pockets ’til they stuffed
G
so they fit like this..
F
i’ve been through too much
C
just to live like this..

Am G
phone ring, i decline it,
i don’t know why they whinin’
F C
i ain’t ask, i’m just chiming
real niggas move in silence
Am G
amiri jeans and balenciagas
F
always believed in our dreams
C
now we got them dollars

Am
if you ain’t pleased, baby, please
G
tell me what’s the problem
F
yeah, i’m a fiend for the cream
C
like a baskin-robbin
Am
now, just don’t leave me in the street
G
’cause i go back to robbin’
F
this for the team, ain’t have a thing
C
and now we got it poppin’

Am
i’ve been through too much
G
just to live like this..
F
double up my cup
C
you can’t sip like this..
Am
i fill my pockets ’til they stuffed
G
so they fit like this..
F
now she know i’m up
C
’cause i drip like this..

Am
now i won’t give a fuck
G
let it rip like this..
Em
hop up in my truck
F
and i whip like this..
Dm
and now they know i’m up
’cause my wrist like this..
-Em F
no, i can’t get enough
’cause i’m sick like this, yeah

Reff :
Am
i’ve been through too much
G
just to live like this..
F
i’ve been through too much
C
just to live like this..
Am
i fill my pockets ’til they stuffed
G
so they fit like this..
F
i’ve been through too much
C
just to live like this..

Outro : Am G F C
(like this, like this..)
Am G
(like this, like this..)
F C
(like this, like this..)
(ooh, no..)

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===ORIGINAL CHORD===
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C#m
i’ve been through too much
B
just to live like this..
A
double up my cup
E
you can’t sip like this..
C#m
i fill my pockets ’til they stuffed
B
so they fit like this..
A
now she know i’m up
E
’cause i drip like this..

C#m
now i won’t give a fuck
B
let it rip like this..
A
hop up in my truck
E
and i whip like this..
C#m
and now they know i’m up
B
’cause my wrist like this..
A
no, i can’t get enough
E
’cause i’m sick like this, yeah

Reff :
C#m
i’ve been through too much
B
just to live like this..
A
i’ve been through too much
E
just to live like this..
C#m
i fill my pockets ’til they stuffed
B
so they fit like this..
A
i’ve been through too much
E
just to live like this..

C#m
copped anothеr rollie
B
but it ain’t a Plain Jane
A
niggas call the policе
E
but be screamin’, “gang, gang”
C#m
boy, stop actin’ like you know me
B
when you know you can’t hang
A
that’s my brother, not my homie
E
nah, that ain’t the same thing

C#m
and for buster, i’m gon ride
B
’cause we feel the same pain
A
like no other, do or die
E
even when the days rain
C#m
from the gutter, that’s no lie
B
we on the same page
A
from the bottom, now we ballin’
E
like the Wayne way

C#m
i’ve been through too much
B
just to live like this..
A
double up my cup
E
you can’t sip like this..
C#m
i fill my pockets ’til they stuffed
B
so they fit like this..
A
now she know i’m up
E
’cause i drip like this..

Reff :
C#m
i’ve been through too much
B
just to live like this..
A
i’ve been through too much
E
just to live like this..
C#m
i fill my pockets ’til they stuffed
B
so they fit like this..
A
i’ve been through too much
E
just to live like this..

C#m B
phone ring, i decline it,
i don’t know why they whinin’
A E
i ain’t ask, i’m just chiming
real niggas move in silence
C#m B
amiri jeans and balenciagas
A
always believed in our dreams
E
now we got them dollars

C#m
if you ain’t pleased, baby, please
B
tell me what’s the problem
A
yeah, i’m a fiend for the cream
E
like a baskin-robbin
C#m
now, just don’t leave me in the street
B
’cause i go back to robbin’
A
this for the team, ain’t have a thing
E
and now we got it poppin’

C#m
i’ve been through too much
B
just to live like this..
A
double up my cup
E
you can’t sip like this..
C#m
i fill my pockets ’til they stuffed
B
so they fit like this..
A
now she know i’m up
E
’cause i drip like this..

C#m
now i won’t give a fuck
B
let it rip like this..
G#m
hop up in my truck
A
and i whip like this..
F#m
and now they know i’m up
’cause my wrist like this..
-G#m A
no, i can’t get enough
’cause i’m sick like this, yeah

Reff :
C#m
i’ve been through too much
B
just to live like this..
A
i’ve been through too much
E
just to live like this..
C#m
i fill my pockets ’til they stuffed
B
so they fit like this..
A
i’ve been through too much
E
just to live like this..

Outro : C#m B A E
(like this, like this..)
C#m B
(like this, like this..)
A E
(like this, like this..)
(ooh, no..)