Empty Out Your Pockets Acordes

	  intro G#m  B  E repeat (F# G#m) 
('Cause I need all that, yeah 
Empty out your pockets) 


G#m                                  
Empty out your pockets, I need all that 

           E                      
I get the millions, then I fall back 

G#m                                 
Chameleons, they'll change for some change 

     E                                          
The days ain't the same, switch for the fame 

       G#m 
Louis Vuitton, I'm in my bag 

                  E 
Get high then my memory gone, I been hurtin' 

               G#m                         
I ride like electric guitars, I be ragin' 

      E                               
Count big knots, look like yellow pages 


  G#m                      
I run it like a race, get in the way 

 E                          
Brodie got the aim to blow you away 

     G#m                                
The next day you in the newspaper on the front page 

 E                                              
Prayin' for forgiveness 'cause it happened on a Sunday 

 G#m                                       E 
Back to the cash, rack after rack, so many racks that I sag 

                       
I just bought a bike, catch me 

      G#m 
Doin' wheelies in the backstreet 

                             
Like I'm from where Meek Mill be 

         E 
Put the dead in dead serious 

                          
You try me, then you will bleed 

      G#m                                
On my wrist it's an icy, no it ain't melting 

         E                               
Turn my closet to a freezer, AP on the shelf (Gleam) 

N.C 
Everybody doubted me, they ain't give me no help (Please)            
So all this money in my pocket, I'ma spend it by myself 

G#m                       B     E 
I bet you never felt this pain I felt 

 E                                             G#m 
When mom ain't had no money and them bills brought hell 

                    B         E 
That's when G-Money hit my cell 

                                               G#m E
Next day would've fucked up and ended up in a cell (repeat) 


G#m                                  
Empty out your pockets, I need all that 

           E                      
I get the millions, then I fall back 

   G#m                                 
Chameleons, they'll change for some change 

     E                                          
The days ain't the same, switch for the fame 

      G#m 
Louis Vuitton, I'm in my bag 

                    E 
Get high then my memory gone, I been hurtin' 

               G#m                  B         
I ride like electric guitars, I be ragin' 

      E                               
Count big knots, look like yellow pages 


Final: G#m  B  E  repeat (F# G#m)