Tonalité : Bb minor
Verse 1
Am
Give me the beat and a mic
Give me the freedom to write
Give me the vision to see my demons
Dm
and beat 'em at night
Give me the pen and the pad
E
Give me a couple of stans
Gave you a percentage but I'm
Am
taking home all of the bag
Give me definitive and unlimited
amounts of people loving me and
Dm
Call upon everybody who
came before me
And tell 'em to come and inject me
E
With whatever they're smoking man,
Am
I'm sick
Verse 2
Dm
But I think you know that
Am
already
Dm
You call me evil but how
would you know it
E
Unless you live it already
Am
You think you're better right?
'Cause nobody's seen
Dm
what you've done in the dark
But if I put your life in this light
you would crumble and fight
E
To survive or die but bitch I
Am
fucking knew that already
I ain't special
Dm
But I specialize in making you feel especially
E
stupid for judging a human
Am
While you sit at home and whole
world can watch what you doing
Or follow and hate all your movements
Dm
I ain't complaining but
I know the people who do it
E
Are sicker than me and I'm sick
Am
enough I might just lose it
Verse 3
Yeah, you think you know me 'cause
you double tap on picture
Dm
I hate the fact that you judge
me it's driving me crazy
E
So when it's to deep I say fuck
Am
it and drown in some liquor
E
I write these verses in blood
F
E
I got chapters for days 'cause my
Am
Dm
heart is a biblical scripture
And I ain't a prophet but
I can predict
E
That you'll never catch happiness
Am
'til you're the pitcher
So please continue to laugh if I'm
a clown you a circus act
Dm
When I rap it's
in a surgeons mask
E
'Cause I place every syllable
Am
In a deliverable fashion
from first to last
Then cut back with a message
that's hidden in melody
Dm
Making them think and ask
E
If I was the one on the table
Am
pushing giving birth to rap
Verse 4
Am
Maybe it was me Maybe you
like all my music but
Dm
don't really actually love me
Maybe you just want a picture
E
Maybe you just want to see me 'cause
Am
you need some money
Maybe you think that I'm happy
Dm
Maybe you think in reality lik ing
my post is repairing a hole
E
When it's actually shaking and
cutting the soul right out of me
Am
I think I'm sick
I feel a rush of emotion
E
Dm
whenever I post up a pic
I got a problem
E
I'm in the studio rapping while this
Am
girl is sucking my dick
She cut a hole in my heart
Now I fill it with women who love me
Dm
'cause they think I'm rich
And if I be honest I just told a bitch
E
That I care but I really do not give a shit
Am
So what's your excuse? What
helps you sleep?
Dm
You leave a negative comment not
E
knowing what you sew you will reap
Am
I bet you smile when you post
thinking you're hurting me
Dm
But you see the way the brain works
E
You become what you speak,
Am
I need peace (I do)
E
Am
But y'all can't of fer that (you can't)
Dm
I held my ground, I didn't sell my soul
I said fuck the fame,
E
y'all can't take that offer back
Am
Fuck a shelf you can't
take me off the rack
All the fame is not worth a heart attack
Dm
You're insane, you're in pain,
E
Am
I can tell by what you saying, but
Verse 5
F
My bad (I'm sorry) I for
got you were fragile
Dm
I forgot someone who doesn't even
E
know me told you I'm an asshole
Am
I forgot that I'm the villain
Dm
F
I forgot that I've always spread positivity,
Dm
but you think I didn't
E
I forgot that hatred stems from people
Am
who hate their own existence
F
I forgot I'm better off alone
Dm
I forgot I care for everyone's happiness,
E
but forget about my own
Am
Dm
I forget I spend every waking
F
second on my phone
Dm
Verse 6
Am
Come join my circus,
Dm
I'm recruiting
F
Dm
I'm taking everyone who passes
E
judgement bitch that's including
Am
Everyone who thinks it's so amusing
F
To put me down while I'm pursuing
The keyboard warriors that live online
E
Behind a screen that's just an illusion
Am
Come, come, come join my circus
F
You fucking pricks
I'll fuck you 'til you love me
E
Then pay you to do some tricks
I don't need a doctor I need
Am
F
a bag of nails and bricks
To lay down on the floor
So if you fail to land a flip
Dm
E
You can feel what I felt when you
Am
tried to come sink my ship
Let me explain,
Dm
F
you all help me financially gain
But I spend my money on mental
health books
E
And read them just to
control all my pain
Am
I don't wear clothes,
F
but bought this chain
And just like you this chain is fake
E
I wear it to distract you from the blatant sadness
Am
written on my fucking face
Verse 7
Dm
F
What'd you expect?
Did you think I was immune to
what you were saying
E
And didn't see all of the disrespect?
Am
Do you think I'm not human,
have no feelings?
F
Or maybe you think I'm fucking
weak and now I'm pleading
Dm
E
Maybe you think I'm just too
Am
good and that I'm fucking cheating
F
Or maybe just may
Dm
be (just maybe)
E
You're blind and the hate
inside your heart
Am
Dm
Clouds your eyes and your mind
F
Dm
and your ears when I rhyme
E
Even though we all know I'm
Am
F
one of the best of all time
Dm
Or maybe you're just a fucking
E
bitch and I can't
Am
Stop comparing me to people
F
who are not in my league
Dm
Stop saying I don't believe in God
E
just because you can't read
Am
Stop making fake profiles so
F
you can spam my feed
Dm
E
I'm not alone, I know there's millions out there just like
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