Tonalité : F# minor
Verse 1
C
Em
D
C
Leave your phone,
call the mine
Em
C
They'll catch a hint, in due time
I think, think that I
Em
Could fuck the idea of
C
him out of your mind
You said he rap, he ain't sign
That ain't a good sign,
Em
D
C
change your mind
Good conversation and some rosé wine
Em
Unless there's some other
D
C
things you got in mind
Remind me, ayy, ayy
Em
D
C
The smoke got me talking in Dutch
A pill and these beads and so what?
She leaning on me, I'ma crutch
Em
She creaming on me, I'ma crush
D
C
Her photos don't need a retouch
She asking why I haven't done nothing
I didn't know we in a rush
Em
Enjoying the moment so hush
C
My album is paying the bills
I don't even need a deluxe
Her stomach is flat as fuck,
Em
she still feel that shit in her gut somehow
D
C
The fat must've went in her butt somehow,
I don't even ask her what's up
She sayin' that shit is natural,
Em
I don't care if she makin' it up
D
C
I never put you in the Uber, girl,
I'm always gon' send you a truck
I'm always gon' keep it a buck,
Em
you give me that shit and I'm stuck
D
C
Steady on my ways,
cause a lot of broke niggas
round the way
Ridin' round town and they
Em
C
lookin' for my face
Gotta pray to God above you,
girl you know that savage love you
Em
C
And I hope that you feel the same
Tryna be the one for you,
but my nickname true
Em
C
And I hope that I could change
Girl you know that savage love you,
girl you know that savage love you
Em
C
I gotta turn my bitch up, turn my bitch up,
turn my bitch up,
Em
D
turn my bitch up, turn my bitch up,
C
turn my bitch up,
turn my bitch up, turn my, no
Em
D
I gotta turn my bitch up,
C
turn my bitch, turn my bitch,
turn my bitch,
Em
D
C
gotta turn my bitch up, turn my, ayy
Em
A
Bm
I gotta stop going
C
Em
A
Van Cleef, Condo, third week
Bm
C
I like it but I'm too geek,
Em
A
tryna turn you up
Bm
C
I gotta stop going
Em
A
Lancy, Rowley, first week
Bm
C
You're misreading me, I'm too geek,
Em
A
tryna turn you up
Bm
You were lost into me,
C
Em
I didn't get no finders fee
A
You're acting like a bride -to -be,
Bm
behind closed doors slamming me
C
Friends are all advising me,
Em
A
saying I could die, tryna turn you up
There's three sides to the story girl,
Bm
the one you subtweet
C
Em
The one your group chat gets to read,
the one you come and tell to me
Am
A
I understand it finally
Bm
A
C
I'm trying to give you highs
And you're planning our goodbyes
Em
While I turn you up
A
Bm
It's my fault
C
Burning cash like it's lit
Em
on fire
Am
A
Bm
Penthouse and some new attire
C
Em
I fulfill all of your desires
A
Em
Am
You don't work,
Bm
but you act retired
C
Cause you know that you're mine
Am
Em
A
and it's my fault
Bm
It's my fault
C
It's my fault for once
Em
I take accountability
A
It's my fault
Am
Bm
that you got superpowers
on your knees
C
It's my fault for once
Em
don't keep you grounded on your feet
A
It's my fault for once
Bm
I drain accounts to make you love me
C
It's my fault for once,
Em
this one -sided loyalty
A
My fault for once,
Bm
I'm painting on your feet
C
Doing things just to set you free,
Em
see you breathe
A
It's my fault for once,
Bm
I got the wagon G
C
Got you ridin' round with n****s
Em
that are nothing like me
Am
A
It's my fault for once,
Bm
that's how you make it seem
C
Am
Em
Am
It's my fault, it's my fault
Em
You were lost into me
Am
C
Em
Am
Em
You were lost
C
Em
D
into me
Am
Bm
Em
Am
You were lost into me
C
D
C
Am
My confidence is super low, baby
Bm
Em
C
You know I got a heart of gold
Em
D
Am
You pawn that shit and hit the road, babe
Em
For goodness sake, to this rate
Am
C
Bm
Your funeral is finna' happen
G
Bm
D
like ten cash gets on display
Am
Em
One for you, the other nine
C
for everything you take into the grave
Em
D
You don't play, you don't,
Am
you don't, you don't, you
Em
Am
You don't play no games
D
Bm
There's three things I learned
C
Am
from love for free
Em
Only day ain't really worth chasing,
C
it's a dream
Em
People don't normally play
Am
roles on screen
Em
Messy started getting trendy,
Am
gotta keep it clean
Bm
D
Am
Am
You know I keep it clean
Em
C
Clean as I can
Am
All weapons formed against me,
G
Am
gotta jam
Em
Brought you underdogs,
Am
treat you like the fam
Should've been a well -bound thank you,
Am
ma 'am
Bm
Em
Know you got my confidence on sale
C
Am
In case you wanna feel
better about yourself
Am
Em
Am
Am
You were lost into me
Em
C
Em
D
Am
You were lost into me
Bm
Em
Am
Am
Em
C
Em
D
Thanks forwatch
Am
Em
Am
ing
guys!
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