[Intro] Bbm Ab Bbm Ab I hope you find some peace of mind in this lifetime (Tell them, tell ‘em, tell them the truth) Bbm Db Bbm I hope you find some paradise (Tell 'em, tell 'em the truth, tell 'em, tell 'em, tell 'em, tell 'em your—) G G#maj7#11 I've been goin' through somethin' G G#maj7#11 G One-thousand eight-hundred and fifty-five days G I've been goin' through somethin' G G#maj7#11 Be afraid [Verse 1] G What is a bitch in a miniskirt? G#maj7#11 A man in his feelings with bitter nerve G What is a woman that really hurt? G#maj7#11 A demon, you're better off killing her G What is a relative making repetitive narratives G On how you did it first? G That is a predator, hit reverse G#maj7#11 All of your presidents' evil thirst G What is a neighborhood reputable? G#maj7#11 That is a snitch on a pedestal G What is a house with a better view? G#maj7#11 A family broken in variables G What is a rapper with jewelry? G#maj7#11 A way that I show my maturity G What if I call on security? G That mean I'm calling on God for purity Dbmaj7 I went and got me a therapist I can debate on my theories and sharing it (Woah) Consolidate all my comparisons Cm6 Dbmaj7 Humblin' up because time is imperative (Woah) I'm starting to feel like it's only one answer To everything, I don't know where it is (Woah) Popping a bottle of Claritin (Woah) Cm6 Dbmaj7 Is it my head or my arrogance? (Woah) Shaking and moving, like, what am I doing? I'm flipping my time through the Rolodex Indulging myself and my life and my music Cm6 Dbmaj7 The world that I'm in is a cul-de-sac The world that we in is just menacing The demons portrayed as religionous N.C. I wake in the morning, another appointment N.C. I hope the psychologist listenin' [Chorus] N.C. The new Mercedes with black G-Wagon N.C. The way you front, it was all for rap N.C. I was 28 years young, twenty mill' in tax N.C. Bought a couple of mansions, just for practice N.C. Five hundred in jewelry, chain was magic N.C. Never had it in public, late reaction N.C. Fifty K to cousins, post a caption N.C. Pray none of my enemies hold me captive [Refrain] Dbmaj7 I grieve different Cm7 C I grieve different (Huh) [Verse 2] Dbmaj7 I met her on the third night of Chicago North America tour, my enclave Fee-fi-fo-fum, she was a model Dedicated to the songs I wrote and the Bible Cm7 Eyes like green penetratin' the moonlight Hair done in a bun, energy in the room like Big Bang for theory, God, hopin' you hear me C Phone off the ringer, tell the world, "I'm busy" Dbmaj7 Fair enough, green eyes said her mother didn't care enough Sympathize when her daddy in the chain gang Her first brother got killed, he was twenty-one Cm7 I was nine when they put Lamont in the grave Heartbroken when Estelle didn't say goodbye Chad left his body after we FaceTimed C Green eyes said you'd be okay, first tour sex the pain away [Refrain] Dbmaj7 I grieve different Cm7 C I grieve different (Huh) [Chorus] Dbmaj7 The new Mercedes with black G-Wagon Dbmaj7 The way you front, it was all for rap Dbmaj7 I was 28 years young, twenty mill' in tax Dbmaj7 Bought a couple of mansions, just for practice Cmadd4 Five hundred in jewelry, chain was magic Cmadd4 Never had it in public, late reaction Cmadd4 Fifty K to cousins, post a caption Cmadd4 Pray none of my enemies hold me captive [Verse 3] Bb Gm So what, paralyzed, the county building controlled us I bought a Rolex watch, I only wore it once Bb I bought infinity pools I never swimmed in I watched Keem buy four cars in four months Gm You know the family dynamics on repeat The insecurities locked down on PC Bb I bought a .223, nobody peace treat You won't doo-doo me, I smell TNT Gm Dave got him a Porsche, so I got me a Porsche Paid lottery for it, I ain't want it in portions Poverty was the case Bb But the money wipin' the tears away [Outro] Bbmaj7 I grieve different F6 Gadd9 (Everybody grieves different) Bbmaj7 (Everybody grieves different) F6 Gadd9 I grieve different (Huh) Bb F6 Gm Bb F6 Gadd9 (x3)
I hope you find some peace of mind in this lifetime (Tell them, tell 'em, tell them the truth) I hope you find some paradise (Tell 'em, tell 'em the truth Tell 'em, tell 'em, tell 'em—tell 'em your—) I've been goin' through somethin' One-thousand eight-hundred and fifty-five days I've been goin' through somethin' Be afraid What is a bitch in a miniskirt? A man in his feelings with bitter nerve What is a woman that really hurt? A demon, you're better off killing her What is a relative making repetitive narratives On how you did it first? That is a predator, hit reverse All of your presidents' evil thirst What is a neighborhood reptable? That is a snitch on a pedestal What is a house with a better view? A family broken in variables What is a rapper with jewelry? A way that I show my maturity What if I call on security? That mean I'm calling on God for purity I went and got me a therapist I can debate on my theories and sharing it (Woah) Consolidate all my comparisons Humble enough because time is imperative (Woah) I'm starting to feel like it's only one answer To everything, I don't know where it is (Woah) Popping a bottle of Claritin (Woah) Is it my head or my arrogance? (Woah) Shaking and moving, like, what am I doing? I'm flipping my time through the Rolodex Indulging myself and my life and my music The world that I'm in is a cul-de-sac The world that we in is just menacing The demons portrayed as religion is I wake in the morning, another appointment I hope the psychologist listenin' The new Mercedes with black G-Wagon The way you front, man, it was all for rap I was 28 years young, twenty mill' in tax Bought a couple of mansions, just for practice Five hundred in jewelry, chain was magic Never had it in public, late reaction Fifty K to cousins, post a caption Pray none of my enemies hold me captive I grieve different I grieve different (Huh) I met her on the third night of Chicago North America tour, my enclave Fee-fi-fo-fum, she was a model Dedicated to the songs I wrote in her Bible Eyes like green penetratin' the moonlight Hair done in a bun, energy in the room like Big Bang for theory, God, hopin' you hear me Phone off the ringer, tell the world, "I'm busy" Fair enough, green eyes said her mother didn't care enough Sympathize when her daddy in the chain gang Her first brother got killed, he was twenty-one I was nine when they put Lamont in the grave Heartbroken when Estelle didn't say goodbye Chad left his body after we FaceTimed Green eyes said you'd be okay, first tour sex the pain away I grieve different I grieve different (Huh) The new Mercedes with black G-Wagon The way you front, man, it was all for rap I was 28 years young, twenty mill' in tax Bought a couple of mansions, just for practice Five hundred in jewelry, chain was magic Never had it in public, late reaction Fifty K to cousins, post a caption Pray none of my enemies hold me captive So what, paralyzed, the county building controlled us I bought a Rolex watch, I only wore it once I bought infinity pools I never swimmed in I watched Keem buy four cars in four months You know the family dynamics on repeat The insecurities locked down on PC I bought a .223, nobody peace treat You won't doo-doo me, I smell TNT Dave got him a Porsche, so I got me a Porsche Paid lottery for it, I ain't want it in portions Poverty was the case, but the money wipin' the tears away I grieve different (Everybody grieves different) (Everybody grieves different) I grieve different (Huh)
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