Places + faces chords by
Aminé
Aminé

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Key: G major
Intro 1
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I'm living life
Verse 1
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so fast (yeah, yeah)
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I can't even count the hours
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I get a text from my dad,
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uh
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"FaceTime ya mom from the Eiffel Tower",
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uh (yeah)
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I'm blowing trees every evening
Tryna numb my time zones and my
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demons (woo), uh
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A different city every week
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end (true)
Relationships with family left up
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in Portland (yeah), hm
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My little cousin tall as hell
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now (yeah)
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And every girl wanna fuck but
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never settle down (woo)
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And my best friend stuck
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up in a jail cell (true)
No matter what it cost,
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I always pay my niggas bail (uh)
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So fuck it (fuckit),
Verse 2
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spend it (spend it)
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Run it, dawg, it's nothing, yeah
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Fuck it (fuckit), spend it (spend it)
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We don't got much time to live
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so let's hope for the best
Verse 3
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We in London on a Tues
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day (true)
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But my niggas treat it like
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it's a Friday (hey)
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These days, two years feel like
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two days (yeah)
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I missed a couple dinners
and a lot of birthdays
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But let's run it up (yeah), 'til
we fuck it up (yee)
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'Cause we young as fuck
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(yee), in Australia (true)
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We ain't never heard no
accent like this (no)
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We too hood for our own damn good, nigga
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I miss them days on Pigeons & Planes
in my bedroom (yeah)
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Tryna hope for my hustle to pay off
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real soon (wee!)
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Took my niggas around the world and
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even Magic City (strip club)
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Spend some racks just to
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see 'em smile with me
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Fuck it (fuckit),
Verse 4
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spend it (spend it)
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Run it, dawg, it's nothing, nah
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Fuck it (fuck it), uh,
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spend it (spend it), uh
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We don't got much time to live so
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let's hope for the best (yee)
Verse 5
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You don't know what it feel like (no)
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You don't know how I feel (feel)
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You don't know what I feel
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like (yeah, yeah)
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You don't know how it feels
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You don't know what it
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feel like (no)
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You don't know how I feel (feel)
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You don't know what I
feel like (feel like)
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You don't know how it feels (no)
Outro 1
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