Yung Bleu feat Rich Homie Quan - Boss Ya Life Up feat. Rich Homie Quan

[Intro: Yung Bleu]
Am G Em
Got twenty cars, I don’t know which one to drive
Am
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[Chorus: Yung Bleu]
Am
Got twenty cars, I don’t know which one to drive
G
Got twenty friends, I don’t know which one gon’ ride
Em
I put that pressure on my back, I’m livin’ life
Am
I’m that young nigga from the streets, I’m goin’ live
Am
Boss your life up nigga, boss your life up
G
Boss your life up nigga, boss your life up
Em
Boss your life up nigga, boss your life up
Am
Boss your life up nigga, boss your life up

[Verse 1: Yung Bleu]
Am
Money out the A-hole, stack them blocks like lego
G
I ran up some bands, she gon’ fuck me for this fame ho
Em
I blew out the brains, twenty thousand in my chain though
Am
Trappin’ in the rain, we gon’ bust you like a mango
Am
I turned myself into a boss, I’m makin’ boss moves
G
I put my state up on my back so they gon’ know you
Em
Ain’t need nobody to put me on, I already had the juice
Am
I took my fam up out the hood, that’s what I had to do
Am
You got some hitters on your team, is they gon’ die with you?
G
Ain’t nothin’ but family in my clique, they open fire for Bleu
Em
I got a deal, I kept it real, ain’t sell my soul for this
Am
Thirty-two thousand on my neck, I’m goin’ all over this, yeah

[Chorus: Yung Bleu]
Am
Got twenty cars, I don’t know which one to drive
G
Got twenty friends, I don’t know which one gon’ ride
Em
I put that pressure on my back, I’m livin’ life
Am
I’m that young nigga from the streets, I’m goin’ live
Am
Boss your life up nigga, boss your life up
G
Boss your life up nigga, boss your life up
Em
Boss your life up nigga, boss your life up
Am
Boss your life up nigga, boss your life up

[Verse 2: Rich Homie Quan]
Am
I had to boss up my life, had to cut off my friends
G
I had to rebound my circle ’cause them niggas pretend
Em
I had to sacrifice the Honda just to get me a Benz
Am
And then I asked lord forgive me ’cause I know that I sinned
Am
But lately, I been wearin’ polo tees and they don’t cost enough
G
Life was kind of average ’til I bossed it up
Em
Gucci fabric me, put that Lacoste up
Am
And he can’t join the team because the roster full
Am
Got a bitch off in the pen, I just be talkin’ to her
G
I make that call, all them stars, on my way, walkin’ to it
Em
I got these hoes smuggling drugs like they Boston George
Am
I done lost count of how many cars in my car garage

[Chorus: Yung Bleu]
Am
Got twenty cars, I don’t know which one to drive
G
Got twenty friends, I don’t know which one gon’ ride
Em
I put that pressure on my back, I’m livin’ life
Am
I’m that young nigga from the streets, I’m goin’ live
Am
Boss your life up nigga, boss your life up
G
Boss your life up nigga, boss your life up
Em
Boss your life up nigga, boss your life up
Am
Boss your life up nigga, boss your life up

[Verse 3: Yung Bleu]
Am
I’m on an island on vacation, I’m a star now
G
Bitch I got choices, I got different color cars now
Em
Plus I’m my oldest, get too close, you know I’m drawing down
Am
All of my people fuck with Jacque, you know it’s goin’ down
Am
Twenty-two thousand on my wrist, bitch it’s a Hublot
G
Purple stuff out a double cup, it make me move slow
Em
You gon’ be big, you play your cards right like Uno
Am
Gucci on me now, snap a photo
Am
I be fuckin’ different hoes, I be rockin’ different clothes
G
Ballin’ like the super bowl, my Audemar super cold
Em
Rollie presidential, whoa, go check my credentials, whoa
Am
Jigging with a pistol, whoa, you gon’ make me hit you up

[Chorus: Yung Bleu]
Am
Got twenty cars, I don’t know which one to drive
G
Got twenty friends, I don’t know which one gon’ ride
Em
I put that pressure on my back, I’m livin’ life
Am
I’m that young nigga from the streets, I’m goin’ live
Am
Boss your life up nigga, boss your life up
G
Boss your life up nigga, boss your life up
Em
Boss your life up nigga, boss your life up
Am
Boss your life up nigga, boss your life up