Fix Urself! chords by JPEGMAFIA

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C
Am
G
Em
D
F#m
F#sus4
E
Bm
F#dim

Verse 1
C 
Said, "Baby, it's all"
And we're way on
Say, "We'll all be feelin',
Am 
we'll all be feelin', can you feel?"
I'm so sad to be such a negative,
a negative refugee
G 
This, uh, uh
Em 
Oh, rub it, baby, oh, rub it baby
C 
Ooh, rub it, oh, rub it, baby,
G 
Am 
oh, rub it baby
D 
F#m 
Em 
C 
G 
Am 
Oh, rub it, baby, yeah, yeah
G 
Yeah, yeah, yes
Em 
I'm all alone, I'm at  my

Verse 2
best
C 
Talkin' that shit, come take my breath
Em 
Fake love's what their
Am 
fantasy says
F#m 
They always bury the best (uh)
F#sus4 
Em 
My success, count up all       of my eggs
Stay on God when I move
Am 
through TEX (let's go)
Em 
G 
Tell me why you hate me (huh)
You ain't making' no profit
Em 
Somebody can't get to the bag (damn, damn, damn),
G 
C 
sad (shh)
Em 
What is you doin', boy?
G 
How is you tryna make it with no talent
D 
or cash? (For real)
Em 
2020, niggas out here with no clue,
Am 
no plan and no mask
Damn
G 
I went from nothin'

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Verse 3
Em 
E 
to sluttin', it wasn't easy,
Em 
babe
Shoutout my bitch and my husband,
I love y'all equally
D 
Every mornin' I body shame,
E 
I can't stand my face
Em 
Am 
At the end of the day,
I know your bitch- ass ain't gon' fade
G 
Can't let these niggas talk to me,
Em 
no fuckin' way
It's so sad to me,
these boys so make believe
D 
Shoutout my refugees,
Em 
my fans my family
C 
It's so tragic,

Verse 4
Em 
baby,
Am 
who provided for you?
G 
You ain't got nothin' for me,
Em 
cut that bitch out my story, whoa
C 
Am 
Who the best? (Pssh) Took a reduction
and made a mess (yeah)
F#m 
Em 
Kid greedy, you a Sudafed
I'll let you bitch niggas do the rest
Am 
Em 
I love my baby like Trump loves
G 
Putin, in the deepest way (yeah)
My baby's barely scratch the surface,
Em 
there's a deeper state (yeah)
G 
C 
G 
Em 
Even though you tried to give me top
Am 
G 
when I   was not awake (huh?)
D 
I know that nigga ain't in the ground
Em 
but he  still dead to me
Am 
She's still obsessed with me,
it's real
G 
There's no need to

Verse 5
Em 
fill a void
when your past ain't fake
Bm 
Em 
Shoutout my bitch and my husband,
y'all get head equally
D 
Mama told me, "Shoot for the stars,"
E 
so I  aim that way
Em 
Am 
At the end of the day,
I know your bitch- ass ain't gon' fade
G 
Can't let these niggas talk to me,
Em 
no fuckin' way
It's so sad to me,
these boys so make believe
D 
Shoutout my refugees,
Em 
my fans my family
Am 
E 
D 

Verse 6
E 
Em 
Am 
Bm 
I'm way, I'm- I'm way
E 
Bm 
too real for this shit
Em 
Am 
You niggas gotta get censored
D 
E 
See, you gotta get censored 'cause they're
Em 
gonna fuck around and ruin a nigga life
D 
(You know I'm
Am 
ready) Puss', all of ya
You know I'm ready,
y'all make me nauseous (yeah, yeah)
G 
I'm really black out here and
Em 
E 
y'all just performin'
Em 
Nobody wants you and you
can't absorb it
F#dim 
I can't be scared of me,
D 
Em 
my bitch is so  gorgeous (ah- ah)
C 
At the end of the day, I

Verse 7
Am 
know your bitch- ass ain't gon' fade (yeah)
G 
Can't let these niggas talk to me,
Em 
no fuckin' way (yeah)
Bm 
Em 
It's so sad to me (for real), these boys
so make believe (oh yeah)
D 
Shoutout my refugees (let's go), my
E 
Em 
fans my family (pssh), huh
D 
Nasty,