[Intro]
Ebsus2 Bbadd4 Cm7add11 Absus2 Bbadd4
Ebsus2 Bbadd4 Cm7add11 Absus2 Bbadd4
[Chorus]
Ebsus2 Bbadd4
Seven-fifty-seven, yeah, I'll never go to heaven
Cm7add11
I've been smoking since eleven
Absus2 Bbadd4
told the devil he's a lemon
Ebsus2 Bbadd4
Yeah, it's seven-fifty-seven, yeah, I'll never go to heaven
Cm7add11
I've been smoking since eleven
Absus2 Bbadd4
told the devil he's a lemon, yeah
[Verse 1]
Ebsus2 Bbadd4
Seven-fifty-seven, yeah, I'll never go to heaven
Cm7add11
I've been smoking since eleven
Absus2 Bbadd4
told the devil he's a lemon
Ebsus2
I got problems with my spending,
Bbadd4
all these horses in my engine
Cm7add11
doing eighty in a thirty
Absus2 Bbadd4
but I'm never in a hurry
Ebsus2 Bbadd4
Screaming, "La-di-da-di-da-di, all I wanna do is party"
Cm7add11
Drinkin' bottles of Moscato
Ebmaj7 Bbadd4
takin' pictures with a model
Ebsus2
Stayin' up until the morning
Bbadd4
Wish that I was more discerning
Cm7add11
Goin' wild like coyote
Absus2 Bbadd4
Where's the water? Something's burnin', yeah
[Chorus]
Ebsus2 Bbadd4
Seven-fifty-seven yeah I'll never go to heaven
Cm7add11
I've been smoking since eleven
Absus2 Bbadd4
told the devil he's a lemon
Ebsus2 Bbadd4
Yeah, it's seven-fifty-seven yeah I'll never go to heaven
Cm7add11
I've been smoking since eleven
Absus2 Bbadd4
told the devil he's a lemon, yeah
[Verse 2]
Eb Gsus4
Blow out the blunt smoke
Cm
Sound of the shotgun
Gm Eb
I wanted smoke so I went out and I got some
Gsus4 Cm
Live in dog years and I feel twenty-six
Gm Eb
Yeah, I'm old bitch but I learn new tricks
Gsus4 Cm
Better learn quick or end up like green bricks
Gm Eb
You say you smoke real trees, they look like little sticks
Gsus4 Cm Eb
We don't smoke trees, we smoke tree sized dicks
Ahhhhhhhhhh
[Chorus]
Ebsus2 Bbadd4
Seven-fifty-seven yeah I'll never go to heaven
Cm7add11
I've been smoking since eleven
Absus2 Bbadd4
told the devil he's a lemon
Ebsus2 Bbadd4
Yeah, it's seven-fifty-seven yeah I'll never go to heaven
Cm7add11
I've been smoking since eleven
Absus2 Bbadd4
told the devil he's a lemon, yeah
[Bridge]
N.C.
Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
[Outro]
Ebsus2 Bbadd4 Cm7add11
I smell the trees when I'm in Colorado
Ebmaj7 Bbadd4
Interior gas station McDonald's
Ebsus2 Bbadd4 Cm7add11
I left my cell phone dead at the house
Ebmaj7 Bbadd4
I see the stars when the sun goes down
Ebsus2 Bbadd4 Cm7add11
Somebody's making money off of my problems
Ebmaj7 Bbadd4
The way that you're talking, you'd better wear a condom
Ebsus2 Bbadd4 Cm7add11
I smell cowards and sons of a bitch
Ebmaj7 Bbadd4
Everything quick all smells like shit
Ebsus2 Bbadd4 Cm7add11
I smell the trees when I'm in Colorado
Ebmaj7 Bbadd4
Interior gas station McDonald's
Ebsus2 Bbadd4 Cm7add11
I left my cell phone dead at the house
Ebmaj7 Bbadd4
I see the stars when the sun goes down
Seven-fifty-seven, yeah, I'll never go to heaven
I've been smokin' since eleven, told the devil he's a lemon, yeah
Seven-fifty-seven, yeah, I'll never go to heaven
I've been smokin' since eleven, told the devil he's a lemon, yeah
Seven-fifty-seven, yeah, I'll never go to heaven
I've been smokin' since eleven, told the devil he's a lemon
I got problems with my spendin', all these horses in my engine
Doin' eighty in a thirty, but I'm never in a hurry
Screamin', "La-di-da-di-da-di, all I wanna do is party"
Drinkin' bottles of Moscato, takin' pictures with the models
Stayin' up until the morning, wish that I was more discerning
Goin' wild like coyote, where's the water? Something's burnin', yeah
Seven-fifty-seven, yeah, I'll never go to heaven
I've been smokin' since eleven, told the devil he's a lemon, yeah
Seven-fifty-seven, yeah, I'll never go to heaven
I've been smokin' since eleven, told the devil he's a lemon, yeah
Today, I'm feelin' pitiful, I'm dumb and hypocritical
I'm taking things too literal when it was hypothetical
I got the things I wanted, now I'm whining over nothing
I've got boulders on my shoulders and my head's a rollercoaster
I wanna stop all the noise, get a little older
Be a little sweeter, taking things slower
Except for not tonight because we're going down to Malibu
We're burning down the interstate
We're rolling down the windows, yelling
"Seven-fifty-seven, yeah, I'll never go to heaven"
I've been smokin' since eleven, told the devil he's a lemon, yeah
Seven-fifty-seven, yeah, I'll never go to heaven
I've been smokin' since eleven, told the devil he's a lemon, yeah
Now we're headed down the road on the interstate
I look out the window and I feel okay
I can feel the air when it hits my face (my face)
I just love the feeling, I just love the feeling
I can feel the changes and it's something I'm embracing
Taking time out just to waste it instead of always fucking pacing
I'm oiling the hinges, but I'm learning all my limits
I don't get bent out of shape 'cause it's all okay
Heading down the road on the interstate
I look out the window and I feel okay
I can feel the air when it's in my face (my face)
I just love the feeling, I just love the feeling
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