Same Day: accordi di
Kid Ink
Kid Ink

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Tonalità: C minor
Verse 1
Am
Am
Em
Em
F
F
It's a blessing (And now
G
G
Am
Am
we make it)
F
F
Am
Am
No questions now
Em
Em
F
F
I went from rags to riches
Verse 2
To fucking with the baddest bitch
G
G
(Fucking with baddest)
Am
Am
In my section
It's a blessing, no questions
F
F
Got paid, fucked it up, in the same day
Verse 3
Pool party in the club, in the same day
G
G
Just met and I could hit
Am
Am
it, in the same day
Land in your city, take off,
Em
Em
F
F
in the same day (In the same day)
Verse 4
F
F
G
G
Am
Am
I got paid fucked it up in
the (Same day)
G
G
Am
Am
Pool party in the club
F
F
We, in this bitch all night
Verse 5
Been doing this all day I know
G
G
Am
Am
The way that my car ride (Alright)
F
F
Am
Am
Feel like 'Back to the Future' I go
Em
Em
F
F
Got everything on ice
Verse 6
Feel like it's 40 below
G
G
Am
Am
I just need a light
Swear when you hit this shit
girl you gon' float
F
F
Go ahead, suck it up
Verse 7
Just got paid tryna fuck it up
G
G
Am
Am
Bottle after bottle 'til you drunk enough
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G
Any time you need a piece baby
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F
Am
Am
chunk it up
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F
And when you trying to leave baby hit the deuce
Verse 8
Any second inhibition then I hint at you
G
G
Am
Am
Valet ticket then I hit the coupe
If you ain't in my circle,
you ain't in the loop
Em
Em
F
F
I went from rags to riches
Verse 9
To fucking with the baddest bitch
G
G
(Fucking with baddest)
Am
Am
In my section
It's a blessing, no question
F
F
Got paid, fucked it up, in the same day
Verse 10
Pool party in the club, in the same day
Just met and I could hit
Am
Am
it, in the same day
Em
Em
Land in your city, take off,
Am
Am
F
F
in the same day (In the same day)
Verse 11
F
F
G
G
Am
Am
I got paid fucked it up in
the (Same day)
G
G
F
F
Pool party in the club
Verse 12
Am
Am
F
F
I, just might hit both
She brought her friend,
G
G
just might hit both (Uh- uh)
Am
Am
F
F
In the same day, shots up,
Am
Am
gameface
F
F
You better get your bae 'cause she ain't safe
Verse 13
With me and all my niggas
in the same place
G
G
We went from rags to
Am
Am
getting fast money
F
F
Am
Am
Ain't nothing but a traffic ticket
F
F
You niggas still crashing the game
Verse 14
You still need a pass in the city
G
G
Am
Am
I see them trying to catch my way
F
F
I hit them with the pass in the field
Verse 15
Am
Am
Em
Em
F
F
It started, star, was on my yard
Smelling like money
and wreaking my yard up
Am
Am
No sticks and no seeds on my flowers
Spent your whole weekend in 24 hours
Em
Em
F
F
I went from rags to riches
Verse 16
To fucking with the baddest bitch
G
G
(Fucking with baddest)
Am
Am
In my section
Am
Am
It's a blessing, no questions
Em
Em
F
F
Got paid, fucked it up, in the same day
Verse 17
Pool party in the club, in the same day
G
G
Just met and I could hit
Am
Am
it, in the same day
Land in your city, take off,
F
F
in the same day (In the same day)
Verse 18
F
F
G
G
Am
Am
I got paid fucked it up in
the (Same day)
Am
Am
Pool party in the club

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