Down Below chords by Roddy Ricch

Scale: Eb Minor

♫ Intro:

Ebm Gb Abm

Scott Storch





♫ Chorus:
                        Ebm              Gb
A nigga came from the bottom, down below
               Abm
'Member them cold nights, I was sleepin' on the floor
                            Ebm                             Gb
Always dreamed about the Forgiatto feet, now they down below
                       Abm
A nigga got so much money on me, I can't count no more

[VERSE ONE]
                       Ebm                                Gb
'Member I was in the project walls, couldn't even get a loan
                             Abm
Now these niggas got they hands out, if I ain't give it, I'd be wrong
                        Ebm                                                      Gb
'Member I was in the county jail none of these bitches wasn't pickin' up the phone
                      Abm
Now they bangin' my line, I ain't got time no more

                              Ebm
A nigga started from the bottom, now I'm livin'
                          Gb
Early morning, uncle whippin' in the kitchen
                              Abm
Some people said I couldn't do it and then I did it
 Abm
Look at my bank account, I'm runnin' up the digits

                        Ebm
I ain't into all that "Doin'-that-facade" shit
                Gb
I walk it, I talk it, I live it
                          Abm
Come to the bird house, look at the garage, nigga
  Abm
My Bentley coupe got a couple pigeons

                   Ebm                        Gb
I was down on my ass, had to go a new direction
              Abm
Bought mom a Gucci purse, gave her  racks, told her you ain't gotta stress it
                   B                                            Bbm
It ain't even an emergency and a nigga 'bout to pull up in a 911
                 Abm
Just to feed my dawgs, I told God it's a blessin' (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)





♫ Chorus:
                        Ebm            Gb
A nigga came from the bottom, down below
              Abm
'Member them cold nights, I was sleepin' on the floor
                           Ebm                             Gb
Always dreamed about the Forgiatto feet, now they down below
                     Abm
A nigga got so much money on me, I can't count no more

♫ Post-chorus:
       Ebm           Gb
Down below, down below
      Abm
Down below, down below-ow-ow-ow
     Ebm             Gb
Down below, down below
        Abm
Down below, down below-ow-ow-ow, yeah yeah

[VERSE TWO]
                     Ebm
Roddy Ricch, yeah, I never took the safe route
                      Gb
Nigga came from the bottom, I had to make it out
                      Abm
I was trappin' in the box, I had to break out
Abm
Hurt my soul when the feds kicked down the vacant house

                    Ebm
Black truck on the corner, they had a stakeout
                  Gb
Seen a dopeboy pullin' out a Wraith out
                          Abm
Had to get up out the hood to the lake house
 Abm
The head chef 'bout to bring my steak out

                         Ebm                 Gb
I was pourin' up the liters, swipin' them Visas
                     Abm
They think a nigga Rondo 'cause I always kept a Nina
                                Ebm                      Gb
Now my jewelry wetter than Aquafina, quick trip to Catalina
                          Abm
White bitch bad as Selena, fuck her, then a nigga gotta leave

                               Ebm                                            Gb
I just wanna shine like the Wraith roof stars 'cause a nigga been down so long
                         Abm
Ain't nobody see, bird vision, dawg, got it all on our own
                               B                               Bbm
'Member them nights I was trappin', I was trappin' all night long
                              Abm
Now I keep a shooter on the right,
  Abm
just in case a nigga try to do me wrong (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

♫ Chorus:
                          Ebm           Gb
A nigga came from the bottom, down below (Down below)
               Abm
'Member them cold nights, I was sleepin' on the floor (Sleepin' on the floor, yeah)
                           Ebm                              Gb
Always dreamed about the Forgiatto feet, now they down below
                      Abm
A nigga got so much money on me, I can't count no more

♫ Post-chorus:
        Ebm                         Gb
Down below (Down below), down below (Yeah, yeah)
       Abm
Down below, down below-ow-ow-ow (Woah, oh, oh)
        Ebm           Gb
Down below, down below (Woah, oh, oh, oh)
       Abm
Down below, down below-ow-ow-ow, yeah, yeah

♫ Outro:
        Ebm         Gb            Abm
Yeah yeah, yeah yeah, yeah yeah
  Abm                                Ebm
Scott, you lit this bitch up, nigga
        Gb                   Abm
Yeah yeah, yeah yeah, yeah yeah
                 Ebm
Yeah yeah, down below
         Gb                  Abm
Down below, down below, down below
 Abm                           Ebm Gb Abm
Down below, down below, oh, oh