调：A minor•
Verse 1
Days when I wasted a lot
that ain't been ate for months
Food that I ate hit my tum
Can't settle fairy tale skin pebbles,
raised in slums
I ain't tryna stay at mom's
banging and playing on drums
made me draw from my fund
Get rich till ya die don't mean
Interlude 1
that much
C
Verse 2
Could be anyone
Believing everyone except for me
You would know if you seen what I seen
Ain't smooth like Maybelline
I'm gone say my move was strong
said I'm moving 'long
Do you know where I've been?
Back and forth to Timbuktu,
still, I come through like Mr. Sheen
Dealing with Charlie Sheens, sad times,
can you play the strings?
No cut, no seam,
looks could kill and I've got high beams
F
Out
Verse 3
Am
Dm
D
Em
of touch, off my line,
they got laws but I can't comply
Out of luck, must be blind
still I question my existence
Narcissistic, hard to sit with
Middle part and split the difference
Me, treat me to exorcism
Bad decision, pessimistic
Conflict about fit description
Misunderstanding don't know what I'm
planning
Paint a different picture
Need a safe line and life in the caption
F
Am
C
Why you live
Am
C
for Insta?
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