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