Tonalité : G major
Intro 1
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Em
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Em
C
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Em
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Verse 1
Em
I might skirt off in
that red eye
Nowadays it's been so hard
G
to keep my head
In competition with myself,
C
so fuck the next guy
Used to have friends,
but now I don't,
D
cause I can't stand lies
All my friends deep away,
Em
and put my heart on standby
Same bitch I been with,
G
but we so far that we ain't never met
Decided cool,
C
but you still catch me wearing lanky tags
In this world, everyone fake,
D
I'm not tryna impress
At least I know when I go,
Em
I'ma die with respect
Yeah, I remember wearing
hand -me -downs
G
The same ones who doubted
me back home,
they turn to fans now
C
And I was taught to go and get it,
I can't stand around
D
Fuck, I look like waitin' for
another man to hand it out
Em
Brand new Air Force 1s,
a Nike sweatsuit with my hoodie on
G
New budget for that video,
gotta wait until them goodies gone
C
Family over everything,
me and Miles,
we got a different bond
D
And I look at my friends
just like they family
So don't do me wrong
Em
turn my dreams into reality
G
Several months on them
couch cushions
C
In that studio, I caught a lot of Z's
D
And I do it a hundred times
I'm not the only one,
but best believe I'm gettin'
mines
Em
High I'm finna spread out
Nowadays, it's been so hard
G
to keep my head high
In competition with my soul,
C
so fuck the Nets, got it
Used to have friends,
but now I don't,
D
cause I can't stand lies
Tell my feelings deep away
Em
and put my heart on standby
Same bitch I've been with,
G
but we so far that we ain't never met
The sign look cool,
C
but you still catch me wearing lanky tags
You send a sweater,
but I'm fake,
D
I'm not tryna impress
At least I know when I go,
Em
I'ma die with respect
Making waves on the East,
you probably heard about it
G
Barely graduated, fuck college,
I'm tryna earn a profit
C
Jumped up in that water
with my talent and a little knowledge
D
If I didn't know it, I said,
fuck it, I'ma learn about it
Em
I ain't have a soul, though I can lead on it
G
They used to tell me I can't do it,
I'm hard -headed, I can't believe only
C
And I'd rather work for it,
no shortcuts, I don't need nothin'
D
If I ever have some issues,
I'ma light it in this weed blunt
Em
Praise the Lord,
cause he the made -away
G
I'm with Big Bro
and he makes more plays
than the Phillies game
C
I've looked fear inside the eyes
so many times that I'm not afraid
D
And I don't care how many times I try,
Em
I'ma always be okay
Nowadays,
G
it's been so hard to keep my head up
In competition with myself,
C
so fuck the next guy
Used to have friends,
but now I don't
D
Cause I can't stand lies
Put my feelings deep away
Em
and put my heart on standby
Same bitch I been with,
G
but we so far that we ain't never met
This ain't no coupe,
C
but you still catch me wearing Nike tags
In this world, everyone fake,
D
I'm not tryna impress
At least I know when I go,
Em
G
C
D
I'ma die with respect
You
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