Chord Industry Baby - Lil Nas X (ft. Jack Harlow)

Intro
    Am              B
    Baby back, ayy, couple racks, ayy
    Em
    Couple Grammys on him, couple plaques, ayy
    Am                  B
    Thatʼs a fact, ayy, throw it back, ayy
    Em
    Throw it back, ayy
    
Pre-Chorus
                         Am       B
 And this one is for the champions
                      Em
 I ainʼt lost since I began, yeah
                               Am
 Funny how you said it was the end, yeah
 B                  Em
 Then I went did it again, yeah
    
Chorus
            Am             B
 I told you long ago on the road
                 Em
 I got what they waiting for
                  Am
 I donʼt run from nothing, dog
          B                          Em
 Get your soldiers, tell ʼem I ainʼt layinʼ low
     
                      Am                   B
 You was never really rooting for me anyway
                         Em
 When Iʼm back up at the top,
 I wanna hear you say
                   Am
 He donʼt run from nothinʼ, dog
          B                           Em
 Get your soldiers, tell ʼem that the break 
 is over    

Uh, need to, uh
 
        Am
Need to get this album done
       B
Need a couple number onеs
       Em
Need a plaque on every song
Need mе like one with Nicki now

       Am
Tell a rap nigga I donʼt see ya, hah
      B
Iʼm a pop nigga like Bieber, hah
        Em
I donʼt fuck bitches, Iʼm queer, hah
But these niggas bitches like Madea,

                  Am
Yeah, yeah, yeah, ayy (Yeah)
          B
Oh, letʼs do it
        Em
I ainʼt fall off,
I just ainʼt release my new shit

       Am
I blew up,
                    B
Now everybody tryna sue me
            Em
You call me Nas,
But the hood call me Doobie, yeah

Pre-Chorus
                         Am       B
 And this one is for the champions
                      Em
 I ainʼt lost since I began, yeah
                               Am
 Funny how you said it was the end, yeah
 B                  Em
 Then I went did it again, yeah
    
Chorus
            Am              B
 I told you long ago on the road
                 Em
 I got what they waiting for     
 (I got what theyʼre waiting for)
     
                  Am
 I donʼt run from nothing, dog
          B
 Get your soldiers, tell ʼem
         Em
 I ainʼt layinʼ low    
 (Bitch, I ainʼt runninʼ from nowhere)
     
                      Am
 You was never really rooting for me anyway
  B
 (Ooh, ooh)
                         Em
 When Iʼm back up at the top,   
 I wanna hear you say (Ooh, ooh)
     
                   Am
 He donʼt run from nothinʼ, dog
          B
 Get your soldiers,
                   Em
 tell ʼem that the break is over (Yeah)
    
Am                 B
My track record so clean,
                           Em
They couldnʼt wait to just bash me
I must be gettinʼ too flashy,
                                   Am
yʼall shouldnʼt have let the world gas me (Woo)
                         B
Itʼs too late ʼcause Iʼm here to stay and these girls know
Em
That Iʼm nasty (Mmm)
I sent her back to her boyfriend

                             Am
With my handprint on her ass cheek
B                       Em
City talkinʼ, we takinʼ notes
Tell ʼem all to keep makinʼ posts
                                Am
Wish he could, but he canʼt get close
               B
OG so proud of me that he chokinʼ
                   Em
up while he makinʼ toasts
Iʼm the type that you canʼt control,

                             Am
Said I would, then I made it so
                 B
I donʼt clear up rumors (Ayy),
                       Em
Whereʼs yʼall sense of humor? (Ayy)
Iʼm done makinʼ jokes ʼcause
                       Am
They got old like baby boomers
                       B
Turned my haters to consumers,
                           Em
I make vets feel like they juniors (Juniors)
Say your time is cominʼ soon,
                  Am

But just like Oklahoma (Mmm)
               B
Mine is cominʼ sooner (Mmm),
                Em
Iʼm just a late bloomer (Mmm)
I didnʼt peak in high school,
                           Am
Iʼm still out here gettinʼ cuter (Woo)
                    B
All these social networks and computers
          Em
Got these pussies walkinʼ
ʼRound like they ainʼt losers

Chorus
            Am              B
 I told you long ago on the road
                 Em
 I got what they waiting for
                  Am
 I donʼt run from nothing, dog
          B                          Em
 Get your soldiers, tell ʼem I ainʼt layinʼ low
     
                      Am                   B
 You was never really rooting for me anyway
                         Em
 When Iʼm back up at the top, I wanna hear you say
                   Am
 He donʼt run from nothinʼ, dog
          B                          Em
 Get your soldiers, tell ʼem that the break is over

Outro
    Am  B Em
    Yeah
                Em            Am B Em
    Iʼm the industry baby, mmm
     
    Iʼm the industry baby. Yeah