Benevolent chords by Tory Lanez

Tuning: Standard (E A D G B E)

Key: F#m

Difficulty: Novice

Intro:
Hey, you're watching One Umbrella TV
Lil fuckers, fuckers tryna fuck with me earlier
Pull up, pull up
Oh fuck
Yo come here cuzzy, wah gwaan?
Fuck

Verse:
      F#m                                      Bm
Look, first off he was tellin' pussy niggas, story up
                         F#m                                Bm
I was trappin' out in Brampton, my whole high school year, courted up
                   F#m                             Bm
Man, H-Town in the Bando's all boarded up, still know it's us
                    F#m                                Bm
Had a Benz coupe at 17, now it's Rolls Royce when I'm rollin' up
           F#m         Eb                          Bm
I hit the beach for a brief day, South Beach on a leaf case
                       F#m
Cash all in it and a nigga bring that shit to each state
          Bm
Talkin' Miami to the peach state, ah
F#m                     Bm
Diddy to them bitches, sent them out for cheesecake, ah
E                   F#m                    Bm
In a mission when I sent them niggas on a death wish for a piece day
         F#m                          Bm
Got a Rollie, Audemars Piguet, nigga, pete sakes
                   F#m                               Bm
Now it's Richard Milles on the wrist, that's 'round half-a-mill for a clean face, ah
F#m               Bm                                     F#m
Brick walls in a log house 'cause they put a nigga in a dog house
                          Bm
Some soul with it, I be still in it, if I logged out, man
F#m                Bm                                       F#m
Last night brought twin bitches to the twin tellies off of twin celly
                               Bm
Had him lookin' like straight Meek Nelly in the strip deli
   F#m                          Bm
I still feel I seen it all, so shit niggas tell me ain't shit to tell me
F#m                                 Bm
I be in it for a long time, niggas still pass, homie, ain't shit could feel me, ah
F#m  Bm                   F#m
Uh, Pablo, my chick Tata, nice breasts with the high thighs
     Bm                               F#m
Like KFC, only thing missin' was the hot fries
         Bm         F#m                    Bm
And the cold Coke, mink warm but it's the cold coat
F#m                               Bm
Brown skin on a black woman, only time I'm fuckin' with the cocos
    F#m                Bm                                 F#m
Lil mama get stupider, say she want all of me, that's a kowal me, what I'ma do with her?
Bm                      F#m
My baby ma's so fuckin' lit, man, I wish there was two of her
        Bm              F#m                                               A
I just put it in a new BMW 'cause the Lamborghini that I just copped not for the two of us
F#m                                   Bm
Don't get it twisted, if she come on tour then I gotta cop ma her own tour bus
F#m                                   Bm
Back and forth on the road so much, I don't get to go home much
F#m     Bm                     F#m
Ah, ah, lot of shit glowed up, wrist lit, shit froze up
    Bm
And we just gettin' to the, ah

Part 2

Intro:
C   G Bm
Em
So incredible, baby
C           G                               Bm
This that type shit you just, you drop the wig on the donk
                          Em
Look in the skies, say, "God's great"
Uh

Verse:
C
Fell asleep in first class and woke in Dubai
G
Club whites, sparklers, lookin' like Fourth of July
Bm
Instagram story clickin', tryna save the moment
Em
Sexy woman sell the pussy but we ain't condone it
C
I woke up in the hospital at 2PM
G
Abu Dhabi club party, try do me in
Bm
Paramedic talkin', tell me in the ambulance
Em
I could barely hear this nigga, just the ambiance
C
Plain face Richard Mille on my wrist
G
Last year I didn't even know that shit exists
Bm
Ed Sheeran, put me on every watch, then I roll around
Em
4 years ago, we were talkin' Pateks, it's over now
C
Shout out my nigga Ed, deserve the greatest due
G
Look at the Rollie like I'm in love with the shape of you
Bm                              Em
Brown face Presidential, Obama, top floor of the Trump, like I got no honour
C
I never said it though I kinda said it
G
I'm cruisin' through New York in a 911
Bm
Used to fuck Julie 'round 9:11
Em
Fly nigga in the buildin' like 9/11
C                  G
35 up at Gucci, nigga, Charlamagne say you stupid, nigga
Bm                                  Em
Say I look a L, I never miss a win, big bank, next day, did that shit again
C                               G
Uh, screamin', "God's great\