Intro
AbMaj7 G#7 C#m7 F#m7 F#7
AbMaj7 F#7 G#7 C#m7 Cbm7 Fb7
[Verse]
AbMaj7 G#7
It’s been a few nights since using hallucinogens
G#7
Time slow and reality lookin different
C#m7
On my new wave
C#m7
Colors gon change
F#7
Jus like my brain
A
From all this pain i got
G#m7
An i ain't gonna stop til im at the fuckin top milly rock
C#m
Sippin ciroc with the gang yuh
Cbm7 Fb AbMaj7
They all thought I was flawed plenty glares at me on god silly you somehow thought i want the fame
G#7
New whip like they all thought it was rental
G#m7
No bitch last shorty thought she was special
C#m7 F#7
A# few hits im up on a brand new mental
A
No emotion I cannot get sentimental
A
I’m resentful a handful of some mistakes
G#7
I been on one she want fun but baby I don’t chase
C#m7
Im a raw dawg only thing is mystery in place
Cbm7
Won’t you kick at my place
Fb7
I got music we could make
[Verse]
Amaj7 G#7 C#m7
I been elevated smokin mo fo medication I’m sedated you ain’t faded hold up baby ima roll some more
C#m7
Of course
F#7
I adore you
F#7
But
AbMaj7 G#m7
The same high got me fried an im
G#7
Wasted all the time without
C#m7
Someone by my side to help
Cbm7 Fb7
I need light in my life oh well
A7
Prada for my mom
G#7
I’m talkin dolce and gabbana like rockstars
C#m7
I’m flexin In balenciaga drip agua
F#7
New fendi fit got me way hotter like lava
A
I been doin shows break the bank though
G#7
I want that rarri rose gold and a Range Rover
C#m
You could stay over for more than just the night
Cbm7 Fb7 A
We could do it right take a chance and roll the dice
A
I got you on my mind
C#m7
I got one way we can unwind
F#7
Turn the water to wine
A
Yeah you got me feelin divine for a little so i thought
G#7
We could get high and go shoppin at the mall
C#m
We gon ball
C#m
Lil baby do it all
Cbm7
Please don’t fall for me shawty
Fb
Im alone an
A G#7
It’s been a few nights since using hallucinogens
G#7
Time slow and reality lookin different
C#m7
On my new wave
C#m7
Colors gon change
F#7
Jus like my brain
A
From all this pain i got
G#m7
An i ain't gonna stop til im at the fuckin top milly rock
C#m
Sippin ciroc with the gang yuh
Cbm7 Fb A
They all thought I was flawed plenty glares at me on god silly you somehow thought i want the fame
G#m7
New whip like they all thought it was rental
G#m7
No bitch last shorty thought she was special
C#m7 F#7
A# few hits im up on a brand new mental
F#7
No emotion I cannot get sentimental
A
I’m resentful a handful of some mistakes
G#7
I been on one she want fun but baby I don’t chase
C#m7
Im a raw dawg only thing is mystery in place
Cbm7
Won’t you kick at my place
Fb7
I got music we could make
[Outro]
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