Industry Baby chords by Lil Nas X

• Difficulty: Intermediate

Tuning: Half-Step Down (Eb Ab Db Gb Bb Eb)

♫ Intro:
Eb7  Ab       Bb
   Baby back, ayy, couple racks, ayy
Ebm                   Fm7
Couple Grammys on him (Ah, ooh), couple plaques, ayy
Ab              Bb
That's a fact, ayy (Ah, ooh), throw it back, ayy
Ebm
Throw it back, ayy (Ah, ooh)



♫ Pre-Chorus:
Fm7           Ab
And this one is for the champions (Ah, ooh)
Bb
I ain't lost since I've began, yeah (Ah, ooh)
Ebm
Funny how you said it was the end, yeah (Ah, ooh)
              Fm7
Then I went, did it again, yeah (Ah, ooh)

♫ Chorus:
             Ab
I told you long ago on the road
            Bb
I got what they waiting for
             Ebm
I don't run from nothing, dog
                     Fm7
Get your soldiers, tell 'em I ain't layin' low
                  Ab
You was never really rooting for me anyway (Ah, ooh)
                       Bb
When I'm back up at the top, I wanna hear you say (Ah, ooh)
             Ebm
He don't run from nothin', dog (Ah, ooh)
                       Fm7
Get your soldiers, tell 'em that the break is over (Ah, ooh, ah, ooh, ah, ooh)

♫ Verse 1:
Ab                   Bb
Uh, need to, uh, need to get this album done
Ebm
Need a couple numbеr ones, need a plaque on evеry song
Fm7
Need me like one with Nicki now
Ab               Bb
Tell a rap nigga I don't see ya, hah
               Ebm  Fm7
I'm a pop nigga like Bieber, hah
Ab             Bb
I don't fuck bitches, I'm queer, hah
Ebm
But these niggas bitches like Madea, yeah, yeah, yeah (Yeah)
Fm7
Ayy, oh, let's do it (Oh, let's do it)
Ab
I ain't fall off, I just ain't release my new shit
Bb
I blew up, now everybody tryna sue me
Ebm
You call me Nas, but the hood call me Doobie, yah

♫ Pre-Chorus:
Fm7           Ab
And this one is for the champions (Ah, ooh)
Bb
I ain't lost since I've began, yeah (Ah, ooh)
Ebm
Funny how you said it was the end, yeah (Ah, ooh)

Then I went, did it again, yeah (Ah, ooh)

♫ Chorus:
Fm7            Ab
I told you long ago on the road
            Bb
I got what they waiting for
             Ebm
I don't run from nothing, dog
                     Fm7
Get your soldiers, tell 'em I ain't layin' low
                  Ab
You was never really rooting for me anyway (Ah, ooh)
                       Bb
When I'm back up at the top, I wanna hear you say (Ah, ooh)
             Ebm
He don't run from nothin', dog (Ah, ooh)
                       Fm7
Get your soldiers, tell 'em that the break is over (Ah, ooh, ah, ooh, ah, ooh)

♫ Verse 2:
Ab
My track record so clean, they couldn't wait to just bash me
Bb
I must be gettin' too flashy, y'all shouldn't have let the world gas me (Woo)
Ebm
It's too late 'cause I'm here to stay and these girls know that I'm nasty (Mm)
                            Fm7
I sent her back to her boyfriend with my handprint on her ass cheek
Ab
City talkin', we takin' notes
Bb
Tell 'em all to keep makin' posts, wish he could, but he can't get close
Ebm
OG so proud of me that he chokin' up while he makin' toast
                          Fm7
I'm the type that you can't control, said I would, then I made it so
Ab
I don't clear up rumors (Ayy), where's y'all sense of humor? (Ayy)
Bb
I'm done makin' jokes 'cause they got old like baby boomers
Ebm
Turn my haters to consumers, I make vets feel like they juniors (Juniors)
                      Fm7
Say your time is comin' soon but just like Oklahoma (Mmm)
Ab
Mine is comin' sooner (Mmm), I'm just a late bloomer (Mmm)
Bb
I didn't peak in high school, I'm still out here gettin' cuter (Woo)
Ebm
All these social networks and computers
                        Fm7
Got these pussies walkin' 'round like they ain't losers

♫ Chorus:
Fm7            Ab
I told you long ago on the road
            Bb
I got what they waiting for
             Ebm
I don't run from nothing, dog
                     Fm7
Get your soldiers, tell 'em I ain't layin' low
                  Ab
You was never really rooting for me anyway (Ah, ooh)
                       Bb
When I'm back up at the top, I wanna hear you say (Ah, ooh)
             Ebm
He don't run from nothin', dog (Ah, ooh)
                       Fm7
Get your soldiers, tell 'em that the break is over (Ah, ooh, ah, ooh, ah, ooh)

♫ Verse 1:
Ab                   Bb
Uh, need to, uh, need to get this album done
Ebm
Need a couple numbеr ones, need a plaque on evеry song
Fm7
Need me like one with Nicki now
Ab               Bb
Tell a rap nigga I don't see ya, hah
               Ebm  Fm7
I'm a pop nigga like Bieber, hah
Ab             Bb
I don't fuck bitches, I'm queer, hah
Ebm
But these niggas bitches like Madea, yeah, yeah, yeah (Yeah)
Fm7
Ayy, oh, let's do it (Oh, let's do it)
Ab
I ain't fall off, I just ain't release my new shit
Bb
I blew up, now everybody tryna sue me
Ebm
You call me Nas, but the hood call me Doobie, yah

♫ Pre-Chorus:
Fm7           Ab
And this one is for the champions (Ah, ooh)
Bb
I ain't lost since I've began, yeah (Ah, ooh)
Ebm
Funny how you said it was the end, yeah (Ah, ooh)

Then I went, did it again, yeah (Ah, ooh)

♫ Chorus:
Fm7            Ab
I told you long ago on the road
            Bb
I got what they waiting for
             Ebm
I don't run from nothing, dog
                     Fm7
Get your soldiers, tell 'em I ain't layin' low
                  Ab
You was never really rooting for me anyway (Ah, ooh)
                       Bb
When I'm back up at the top, I wanna hear you say (Ah, ooh)
             Ebm
He don't run from nothin', dog (Ah, ooh)
                       Fm7
Get your soldiers, tell 'em that the break is over (Ah, ooh, ah, ooh, ah, ooh)

♫ Verse 2:
Ab
My track record so clean, they couldn't wait to just bash me
Bb
I must be gettin' too flashy, y'all shouldn't have let the world gas me (Woo)
Ebm
It's too late 'cause I'm here to stay and these girls know that I'm nasty (Mm)
                            Fm7
I sent her back to her boyfriend with my handprint on her ass cheek
Ab
City talkin', we takin' notes
Bb
Tell 'em all to keep makin' posts, wish he could, but he can't get close
Ebm
OG so proud of me that he chokin' up while he makin' toast
                          Fm7
I'm the type that you can't control, said I would, then I made it so
Ab
I don't clear up rumors (Ayy), where's y'all sense of humor? (Ayy)
Bb
I'm done makin' jokes 'cause they got old like baby boomers
Ebm
Turn my haters to consumers, I make vets feel like they juniors (Juniors)
                      Fm7
Say your time is comin' soon but just like Oklahoma (Mmm)
Ab
Mine is comin' sooner (Mmm), I'm just a late bloomer (Mmm)
Bb
I didn't peak in high school, I'm still out here gettin' cuter (Woo)
Ebm
All these social networks and computers
                        Fm7
Got these pussies walkin' 'round like they ain't losers

♫ Chorus:
Fm7            Ab
I told you long ago on the road
            Bb
I got what they waiting for
             Ebm
I don't run from nothing, dog
                     Fm7
Get your soldiers, tell 'em I ain't layin' low
                  Ab
You was never really rooting for me anyway (Ah, ooh)
                       Bb
When I'm back up at the top, I wanna hear you say (Ah, ooh)
             Ebm
He don't run from nothin', dog (Ah, ooh)
                       Fm7
Get your soldiers, tell 'em that the break is over (Ah, ooh, ah, ooh, ah, ooh)