Key: D minor
Verse 1
F#m
D
It gets deeper than my face wrinkles
C#
Bm
So many time zones,
G#m
C#
With my name all around
A
G#m
This shit's like living in a fuckin cave
C#m
F#m
This shit's like living in a fuckin cage
D
F#m
You could leave me out of your loop
Black, brown, poor,
D
C#
Bm
I'm not trying to be part of your group
C#
F#m
feel about me not caring
D
F#m
The magic of my maturation
All the ign'ance just figment
D
Bm
s of my imagination
I represent the ascent from
A
G#m
suspended animation
Verse 2
Sun
C#
F#m
You seen 'em on they way up
D
C#
F#m
And start believing they hot
D
C#
Bm
But that don't mean that they us
A
G#m
I seen it all in they eyes
C#
F#m
You seen 'em on they way up
D
C#
F#m
And start believing they hot
D
C#m
Bm
But that don't mean that they us
A
G#m
I seen it all in they eye s
C#
F#m
I seen it all in they eye s
Verse 3
Bm
A
In pajamas at jobs that I don't juggle
G#m
C#
When there's trouble I go
But I'm still in the clouds just like
D
C#
the bear that sells snuggle
C#
F#m
on his beard stubble
I stay in the zone
D
F#m
I don't swim with sharks
I float and they're just smart
E
Bm
enough to leave me alone
people's hands to clap
G#m
C#
People all up on me like I sat
D
F#m
Now I keep it low key like a baritone
C#
Bm
while my parents home
G#m
C#m
C#
Anything beyond that is a bonus
Verse 4
D
C#
F#m
And start believing they hot
D
C#
Bm
But that don't mean that they us
A
G#m
I seen it all in they eyes
C#
F#m
You seen 'em on they way up
D
C#
F#m
And start believing they hot
D
F#m
Bm
But that don't mean that they us
A
G#m
I seen it all in they eyes
C#
F#m
I seen it all in they eye s
Verse 5
D
F#m
Do what I gots ta
Like to send a shout out to
D
C#
my ins tagram imposter
Bm
A
Being a faker is nothing to get props for
G#m
C#
At least you're not a fake ass mobster
D
F#m
Fake ass posture
D
Bm
"Buffalo soldier, dreadlock rasta
Heart of america"
C#
F#m
Hop up off the testicles
F#m
D
The glass isn't half empty or half full
C#
Bm
It's all drink
C#
F#m
Don't be waiting 'til the last minute
D
F#m
Pocket mad mints at the bistro
Bm
A
After we ran sprints,
I always hit the free throw
Verse 6
C#
F#m
You seen 'em on they way up
D
C#
F#m
And start believing they hot
D
C#
Bm
But that don't mean that they us
A
G#m
I seen it all in they eyes
C#
F#m
You seen 'em on they way up
D
F#m
And start believing they hot
D
C#
Bm
But that don't mean that they us
A
G#m
I seen it all in they eyes
C#
F#m
I seen it all in they eyes
Outro 1
D
F#m
D
F#m
Bm
A
G#m
C#
F#m
D
F#m
D
F#m
Bm
A
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