Yung God Chords

Lyrics & chords

[Verse 1]
[Am]Yung God when I ride up[E]
Not too many that can fuck with [Am]me
Never hung up on the bullshit
[E]I can't afford that type
[Am]of luxury
How'd I get so [E]faded?
How'd I get so [Am]faded?
I'm boutta' do a show in Paris
[E]I swear I'm feelin' like I made it

[Verse 2]
[Am]Makin' deposits off
of bein' a prophet
Turnin' [E]visions into riches way
too big for my pockets
Baby [Am]girl I'm a star
I suggest you acknowledge it, while you
were [E]scalin' out your pride
I was weighing my options
Like ain't [Am]no room in my pictures
for bitches I end up croppin'
I've [E]been movin' and flippin'
and livin' life like I'm poppin'
I'm the [Am]young yacht owner
Bitch and I'm not sober
Yeah, [E]they had me on probation but I'll
be done in October, [Am]come

[Verse 3]
You don't have to [E]love me, love [Am]me
But you gon' have to [E]fuck [Am]with me
You don't have to [E]love me,
love [Am]me
But you gon' have to [E]fuck [Am]with me

[Verse 4]
Yung God when I ride [E]up
Not too many that can fuck with [Am]me
Never hung up on the bullshit
[E]I can't afford that type
[Am]of luxury
How'd I get so [E]faded?
How'd I get so [Am]faded?
I'm boutta' do a show in Paris
[E]I swear I'm feelin' like I made it

[Verse 5]
[Am]Society tryna' reduce
me to simplicity
[E]But little do they know that
I'm designed by the divinity
Not [Am]wrapped up in your rules,
I'm intertwined with the infinity
[E]Baby close your eyes,
you'll real[Am]ize that youre [E]feelin' me
[Am]Sip G-I-N
Flip Flip Flip these problems
[E]Flip these hoes into 16's, ah shi[Am]t
How'd I get so [E]faded?
How'd I get so [Am]faded?

[Verse 6]
You don't have to [E]love me, love [Am]me
But you gon' have to [E]fuck with [Am]me
You don't have to [E]love me,
love [Am]me
But you gon' have to [E]fuck [Am]with me

[Verse 7]
[E]You [Am]don'[E]t[Am]
[E][Am][E]
[Am]have to love me, love [E]me[Am]
But you gon' have to [E]fuck with me
[Am]You don't have to [E]love me, love [Am]me
But you gon' have to [E]fuck with me
[Am]