3005 Teclado

	  Only 4 chords throughout the entire song. Each chord has a three down-strum pattern.    


Intro 2x E   Db  B   Gb 

  

 E        Db                        B 
 No matter what you say or what you do 
            Gb                       E 
 When I'm alone, I'd rather be with you 
 Db                                 B 
 Fuck these other niggas, I'll be right by your side 
 Gb 
 Till 3005, hold up 

verse 1 
 E                     Db 
 Hold up, wait a minute, all good just a week ago 
 B                     Gb   
 Crew at my house and we party every weekend so 
 E                      Db 
 On the radio, that's my favorite song 
 B                       Gb 
 Made me bounce around, like I don't know, like I won't be here long 
 E                    Db 
 Now the thrill is gone 
 B                     Gb  
 Got no patience, cause I'm not a doctor 
 E                     Db 
 Girl why is you lying, girl why you Mufasa 
 B                     Gb  
 Yeah, mi casa su casa, got a stripper like Gaza 
 E                     Db 
 Got so high off volcanoes, now the flow is so lava 
 B                     Gb  
 Yeah, we spit that saliva, iPhone got message from Viber 
 E                     Db 
 Either the head is so hydra, or we let bygones be bygones 
 B                     Gb  
 "My God, you pay for your friends?" I'll take that as a compliment 
 E                     Db 
 Got a house full of homies, why I feel so the opposite? 
 B                     Gb  
 Incompetent ain't the half of it 
 E                     Db 
 Saturdays we Young Lavish-ing 
 B                     Gb  
 Saddest shit, is I'm bad as it 
 E                     Db 
 These they took from the cabinet (woah) 
 B                     Gb  
 Sorry, I'm just scared of the future 
 E                     Db 
 Till 3005, I got your back, we can do this, hold up 

Hook x2 
  E        Db                        B 
 No matter what you say or what you do 
            Gb                       E 
 When I'm alone, I'd rather be with you 
 Db                                 B 
 Fuck these other niggas, I'll be right by your side 
 Gb 
 Till 3005 
 E   Db  B   Gb 
 Hold up (hold up) x8 

verse 2 
 I used to care what people thought 
 But now I care more 
 Man nobody out here's got it figured out 
 So therefore, I've lost all hope of a happy ending 
 Depending on whether or not it's worth it 
 So insecure, no one's perfect 
 We spend it, with no shame 
 We blow that, like Coltrane 
 We in here, like Rogain 
 Or leave it, like Cobain 
 And when I'm long gone, whole crew sing a swan song 
 Cause we all just ticking time bombs, got a lambo like Lebron's mom 
 And no matter where all of my friends go 
 Emily, Fam, and Lorenzo 
 All of them people my kinfolk 
 At least I think so 
 Can't tell 
 Cause when them checks clear, they're not here 
 Cause they don't care 
 It's kinda sad, but I'm laughing whatever happens 
 Assassins are stabbed in the back of my cabin 
 Labrador yapping 
 I'm glad that it happened, I mean it 
 Between us, I think there's something special 
 And if I lose my mental, just hold my hand 
 Even if you don't understand, hold up 

Hook x2 
  E        Db                        B 
 No matter what you say or what you do 
            Gb                       E 
 When I'm alone, I'd rather be with you 
 Db                                 B 
 Fuck these other niggas, I'll be right by your side 
 Gb 
 Till 3005 

Outro 
 We did it! Yay! 
 Nigga you so thirsty