Tonalità: G minor
Intro 1
Gm
Bb
Dm
Em
F
Verse 1
Dm
All
Gm
my exes live in Texas
like I'm George Strait
Bb
Or they go to Georgia State
where tuition is handled
Dm
By some random nigga
that live in Atlanta
Am
That she only see when
she feels obligated
Dm
Admitted it to me the first time we dated
F
But she was no angel and we never waited
Dm
Gm
I took her for sushi, she wanted to fuck
so we took it to go
told him don't even plate it
Bb
and we never talked so much after
I blew up just only hello her,
happy but later then
Dm
I think I text her and told
her I made it
Em
and that's when she text me
Am
and told me she prayed it
F
and that's when I text her
and told her I love it
and right after text her
and told her I'm faded
Gm
She asked, what have I learned
since getting richer
Bb
I learned working with the negatives
could make for better pictures
I learned
Dm
Hennessy and enemies
Am
E
Am
is one hell of a mixture
Dm
F
even though it's fucked up, girl
I'm still fucking with you
Gm
Damn, is it the fall?
Time for me to revisit the past
Bb
As women have called us out
Mr.
Drop this liquor involved
There's stories to tell
Dm
We've been through it all
Em
Interviews are like confessions
Dm
Get the fuck up out
F
my dressing room
Gm
Confusing me with questions like
Do you love this shit?
Bb
Are you high right now?
Do you ever get nervous?
Dm
Are you single?
Em
I heard you fuck your girl
E
Em
F
Is it true? You getting money?
You think them niggas
you with is with you?
Dm
Gm
And I say hell yeah
Bb
Hell yeah, hell yeah, fuckin' right,
fuckin' right, alright
Dm
Em
Am
And we say hell yeah, hell yeah, hell yeah,
Dm
F
Dm
fuckin' right, fuckin' right, alright
Gm
Dm
Uh, so much for bein' optimistic
Bb
They say love is in the air, so I
Dm
Hold my breath till my face turn purple
E
Am
Keep a few bad bitches in my circle
Dm
My nuts hang like ain't no curfew
F
Bitch, if you wave, then I will serve you
Dm
Gm
I flew jet, she flew commercial
But we still met later that night
Bb
After my ses sion, she came over,
I was aggressive and she was sober
Dm
I gave her a pill,
she started confessin'
E
and started undressin'
And asked me to hold her,
F
and so I did, but that was last month
And now she's textin' me,
askin' for closure
Dm
Gm
Damn, she say this shit gon' catch up to me,
I keep tissue paper
Bb
We eat each other
whenever we at the dinner table
Dm
Am
She say she hate that she love me
E
Am
and she wish I was average
Dm
F
Shit, sometimes I wish the same,
and I wish she wasn't married
Gm
Promises, I hope I never break them
Bb
Met a female dragon,
had a fire conversation
Dm
Am
But, interviews are
Em
Am
like confessions
Em
Dm
F
Get the fuck up out my bedroom
Dm
Gm
Confusing me with questions like
Do you love this shit?
Bb
Are you high right now?
Do you ever get nervous?
Dm
Are you single?
Em
I heard you fuck your girl, is it true?
E
F
You getting money?
You think the niggas you with is with you?
Dm
Gm
And I say hell yeah, hell yeah, hell yeah
Bb
Fucking right, fucking right
Dm
Em
Dm
F
and we say hell yeah, hell yeah, hell yeah, fuckin right, damn right, alright,
Dm
G
Gm
Dm
Bb
right
Dm
Em
C
G
F
Gm
Dm
Gm
Bb
Dm
You
Em
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