Аккорды к песне ​Lil Nas X — INDUSTRY BABY (feat. Jack Harlow)

 
[Intro] 
Eb7      Ab        Bb 
      Baby back, ayy, couple racks, ayy 
Ebm                    Fm7 
Couple Grammys on him (Ah, ooh), couple plaques, ayy 
Ab                   Bb 
That's a fact, ayy (Ah, ooh), throw it back, ayy 
Ebm 
Throw it back, ayy (Ah, ooh) 
  
[Pre-Chorus] 
Fm7               Ab 
And this one is for the champions (Ah, ooh) 
Bb 
I ain't lost since I've began, yeah (Ah, ooh) 
Ebm 
Funny how you said it was the end, yeah (Ah, ooh) 
               Fm7 
Then I went, did it again, yeah (Ah, ooh) 
  
[Chorus] 
                Ab 
I told you long ago on the road 
              Bb 
I got what they waiting for 
               Ebm 
I don't run from nothing, dog 
                          Fm7 
Get your soldiers, tell 'em I ain't layin' low 
                   Ab 
You was never really rooting for me anyway (Ah, ooh) 
                         Bb 
When I'm back up at the top, I wanna hear you say (Ah, ooh) 
               Ebm 
He don't run from nothin', dog (Ah, ooh) 
                          Fm7 
Get your soldiers, tell 'em that the break is over (Ah, ooh, ah, ooh, ah, ooh) 
  
[Verse 1] 
Ab                       Bb 
Uh, need to, uh, need to get this album done 
Ebm 
Need a couple numbеr ones, need a plaque on evеry song 
Fm7 
Need me like one with Nicki now 
Ab                   Bb 
Tell a rap nigga I don't see ya, hah 
                 Ebm    Fm7 
I'm a pop nigga like Bieber, hah 
Ab                 Bb 
I don't fuck bitches, I'm queer, hah 
Ebm 
But these niggas bitches like Madea, yeah, yeah, yeah (Yeah) 
Fm7 
Ayy, oh, let's Do it (Oh, let's Do it) 
Ab 
I ain't fall off, I just ain't release my new shit 
Bb 
I blew up, now everybody tryna sue me 
Ebm 
You call me Nas, but the hood call me Doobie, yah 
  
[Pre-Chorus] 
Fm7               Ab 
And this one is for the champions (Ah, ooh) 
Bb 
I ain't lost since I've began, yeah (Ah, ooh) 
Ebm 
Funny how you said it was the end, yeah (Ah, ooh) 
  
Then I went, did it again, yeah (Ah, ooh) 
  
[Chorus] 
Fm7                 Ab 
I told you long ago on the road 
              Bb 
I got what they waiting for 
               Ebm 
I don't run from nothing, dog 
                          Fm7 
Get your soldiers, tell 'em I ain't layin' low 
                   Ab 
You was never really rooting for me anyway (Ah, ooh) 
                         Bb 
When I'm back up at the top, I wanna hear you say (Ah, ooh) 
               Ebm 
He don't run from nothin', dog (Ah, ooh) 
                          Fm7 
Get your soldiers, tell 'em that the break is over (Ah, ooh, ah, ooh, ah, ooh) 
  
[Verse 2] 
Ab 
My track record so clean, they couldn't wait to just bash me 
Bb 
I must be gettin' too flashy, y'all shouldn't have let the world gas me (Woo) 
Ebm 
It's too late 'cause I'm here to stay and these girls know that I'm nasty (Mm) 
                                 Fm7 
I sent her back to her boyfriend with my handprint on her ass cheek 
Ab 
City talkin', we takin' notes 
Bb 
Tell 'em all to keep makin' posts, wish he could, but he can't get close 
Ebm 
OG so proud of me that he chokin' up while he makin' toast 
                              Fm7 
I'm the type that you can't control, said I would, then I made it so 
Ab 
I don't clear up rumors (Ayy), where's y'all sense of humor? (Ayy) 
Bb 
I'm done makin' jokes 'cause they got old like baby boomers 
Ebm 
Turn my haters to consumers, I make vets feel like they juniors (Juniors) 
                        Fm7 
Say your time is comin' soon but just like Oklahoma (Mmm) 
Ab 
Mine is comin' sooner (Mmm), I'm just a late bloomer (Mmm) 
Bb 
I didn't peak in high school, I'm still out here gettin' cuter (Woo) 
Ebm 
All these social networks and computers 
                           Fm7 
Got these pussies walkin' 'round like they ain't losers 
  
[Chorus] 
Fm7                 Ab 
I told you long ago on the road 
              Bb 
I got what they waiting for 
               Ebm 
I don't run from nothing, dog 
                          Fm7 
Get your soldiers, tell 'em I ain't layin' low 
                   Ab 
You was never really rooting for me anyway (Ah, ooh) 
                         Bb 
When I'm back up at the top, I wanna hear you say (Ah, ooh) 
               Ebm 
He don't run from nothin', dog (Ah, ooh) 
                          Fm7 
Get your soldiers, tell 'em that the break is over (Ah, ooh, ah, ooh, ah, ooh) 
  
[Verse 1] 
Ab                       Bb 
Uh, need to, uh, need to get this album done 
Ebm 
Need a couple numbеr ones, need a plaque on evеry song 
Fm7 
Need me like one with Nicki now 
Ab                   Bb 
Tell a rap nigga I don't see ya, hah 
                 Ebm    Fm7 
I'm a pop nigga like Bieber, hah 
Ab                 Bb 
I don't fuck bitches, I'm queer, hah 
Ebm 
But these niggas bitches like Madea, yeah, yeah, yeah (Yeah) 
Fm7 
Ayy, oh, let's Do it (Oh, let's Do it) 
Ab 
I ain't fall off, I just ain't release my new shit 
Bb 
I blew up, now everybody tryna sue me 
Ebm 
You call me Nas, but the hood call me Doobie, yah 
  
[Pre-Chorus] 
Fm7               Ab 
And this one is for the champions (Ah, ooh) 
Bb 
I ain't lost since I've began, yeah (Ah, ooh) 
Ebm 
Funny how you said it was the end, yeah (Ah, ooh) 
  
Then I went, did it again, yeah (Ah, ooh) 
  
[Chorus] 
Fm7                 Ab 
I told you long ago on the road 
              Bb 
I got what they waiting for 
               Ebm 
I don't run from nothing, dog 
                          Fm7 
Get your soldiers, tell 'em I ain't layin' low 
                   Ab 
You was never really rooting for me anyway (Ah, ooh) 
                         Bb 
When I'm back up at the top, I wanna hear you say (Ah, ooh) 
               Ebm 
He don't run from nothin', dog (Ah, ooh) 
                          Fm7 
Get your soldiers, tell 'em that the break is over (Ah, ooh, ah, ooh, ah, ooh) 
  
[Verse 2] 
Ab 
My track record so clean, they couldn't wait to just bash me 
Bb 
I must be gettin' too flashy, y'all shouldn't have let the world gas me (Woo) 
Ebm 
It's too late 'cause I'm here to stay and these girls know that I'm nasty (Mm) 
                                 Fm7 
I sent her back to her boyfriend with my handprint on her ass cheek 
Ab 
City talkin', we takin' notes 
Bb 
Tell 'em all to keep makin' posts, wish he could, but he can't get close 
Ebm 
OG so proud of me that he chokin' up while he makin' toast 
                              Fm7 
I'm the type that you can't control, said I would, then I made it so 
Ab 
I don't clear up rumors (Ayy), where's y'all sense of humor? (Ayy) 
Bb 
I'm done makin' jokes 'cause they got old like baby boomers 
Ebm 
Turn my haters to consumers, I make vets feel like they juniors (Juniors) 
                        Fm7 
Say your time is comin' soon but just like Oklahoma (Mmm) 
Ab 
Mine is comin' sooner (Mmm), I'm just a late bloomer (Mmm) 
Bb 
I didn't peak in high school, I'm still out here gettin' cuter (Woo) 
Ebm 
All these social networks and computers 
                           Fm7 
Got these pussies walkin' 'round like they ain't losers 
  
[Chorus] 
Fm7                 Ab 
I told you long ago on the road 
              Bb 
I got what they waiting for 
               Ebm 
I don't run from nothing, dog 
                          Fm7 
Get your soldiers, tell 'em I ain't layin' low 
                   Ab 
You was never really rooting for me anyway (Ah, ooh) 
                         Bb 
When I'm back up at the top, I wanna hear you say (Ah, ooh) 
               Ebm 
He don't run from nothin', dog (Ah, ooh) 
                          Fm7 
Get your soldiers, tell 'em that the break is over (Ah, ooh, ah, ooh, ah, ooh)