Patient Chords
by Post Malone
Patient by Post Malone is a moderately challenging guitar song played in the key of G. It uses the chords G, D, Am, Em and C. Use the transpose and diagram tools on this page to change the key, see each shape, or simplify the chords.
Intro
G D Am
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Em
I know my wrist be dancin' crazy
G
Been on some fly shit lately
G D
Used to be so damn patient
Am
But now it's "Fuck you, pay me"
Em
Can't let these motherfuckers phase me
G D
Never let that money change me
D
Ain't the way my momma raised me
C Am
Don't mean to brag but can you blame me?
verse 1
Em D
Two hundred K and VVS, yellow diamonds
G D
They wanna run up but they won't never find me
D
Sleep right next to the F&N
D
Motherfuckers the government
Am
Shut down all the plotting
Em
One hundred bands on my body
G
Fuck with them boys, touch your body
D
Lil' momma just want my pockets
Am
'Rari take off like a rocket
Bridge
Em
Hold up, you too close
G
I don't know, I don't know ya
D
Had to run it, run it up
Am
How I roll, how I roll, yeah
Em
It's like after you pop off
G
They all act like they know ya
D
And Young Post be like Pablo
Am
And they all love to blow, yeah
Em
I know my wrist be dancin' crazy
G
Been on some fly shit lately
G D
Used to be so damn patient
Am
But now it's "Fuck you, pay me"
Em
Can't let these motherfuckers phase me
G D
Never let that money change me
D
Ain't the way my momma raised me
C Am
Don't mean to brag but can you blame me?
verse 2
Am
Two hundred, swerving, dippin', dodge on the highway
G
You may contain me but you won't never stop me
D
On her way to my residence
D
Try message your boo again
D Am
She pullin' up prolly
Am Em
Strally inside of that Bentley
C G
Yeah, come take a tat' on my belly
D
Yeah, people actin' too friendly, man
D
They tryna get dividends
D C
This shit is a problem
Am C D
Yeah, you just be talkin' shit but ain't ever met me
D G
DeChino fucked your bitch and now you resent me
D Am
I know them people but they don't represent me
G Em
Them wastemen, we gonna make 'em all pay
G
They will never stop the plan
D
Eighty jumpin' off my hand
Am
Rollie, rollie, rollie
Am
Bust it open, holy moly
Em
I know my wrist be dancin' crazy
G
Been on some fly shit lately
G D
Used to be so damn patient
Am
But now it's "Fuck you, pay me"
Em
Can't let these motherfuckers phase me
G D
Never let that money change me
D
Ain't the way my momma raised me
C Am
Don't mean to brag but can you blame me?
Outro
Em G
Oh, oh, oh, oh, woah
D Am
Oh, oh, oh, oh, woah
Em G
Oh, oh, oh, oh, woah
D Am
Oh, oh, oh, oh, woah
Em G D
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh