Intro
AbMaj7 F#7 Bm7 Em7 E7
AbMaj7 E7 F#7 Bm7 Am7 D7
[Verse]
AbMaj7 F#7
It’s been a few nights since using hallucinogens
F#7
Time slow and reality lookin different
Bm7
On my new wave
Bm7
Colors gon change
E7
Jus like my brain
G
From all this pain i got
F#m7
An i ain't gonna stop til im at the fuckin top milly rock
Bm
Sippin ciroc with the gang yuh
Am7 D AbMaj7
They all thought I was flawed plenty glares at me on god silly you somehow thought i want the fame
F#7
New whip like they all thought it was rental
F#m7
No bitch last shorty thought she was special
Bm7 E7
G# few hits im up on a brand new mental
G
No emotion I cannot get sentimental
G
I’m resentful a handful of some mistakes
F#7
I been on one she want fun but baby I don’t chase
Bm7
Im a raw dawg only thing is mystery in place
Am7
Won’t you kick at my place
D7
I got music we could make
[Verse]
Gmaj7 F#7 Bm7
I been elevated smokin mo fo medication I’m sedated you ain’t faded hold up baby ima roll some more
Bm7
Of course
E7
I adore you
E7
But
AbMaj7 F#m7
The same high got me fried an im
F#7
Wasted all the time without
Bm7
Someone by my side to help
Am7 D7
I need light in my life oh well
G7
Prada for my mom
F#7
I’m talkin dolce and gabbana like rockstars
Bm7
I’m flexin In balenciaga drip agua
E7
New fendi fit got me way hotter like lava
G
I been doin shows break the bank though
F#7
I want that rarri rose gold and a Range Rover
Bm
You could stay over for more than just the night
Am7 D7 G
We could do it right take a chance and roll the dice
G
I got you on my mind
Bm7
I got one way we can unwind
E7
Turn the water to wine
G
Yeah you got me feelin divine for a little so i thought
F#7
We could get high and go shoppin at the mall
Bm
We gon ball
Bm
Lil baby do it all
Am7
Please don’t fall for me shawty
D
Im alone an
G F#7
It’s been a few nights since using hallucinogens
F#7
Time slow and reality lookin different
Bm7
On my new wave
Bm7
Colors gon change
E7
Jus like my brain
G
From all this pain i got
F#m7
An i ain't gonna stop til im at the fuckin top milly rock
Bm
Sippin ciroc with the gang yuh
Am7 D G
They all thought I was flawed plenty glares at me on god silly you somehow thought i want the fame
F#m7
New whip like they all thought it was rental
F#m7
No bitch last shorty thought she was special
Bm7 E7
G# few hits im up on a brand new mental
E7
No emotion I cannot get sentimental
G
I’m resentful a handful of some mistakes
F#7
I been on one she want fun but baby I don’t chase
Bm7
Im a raw dawg only thing is mystery in place
Am7
Won’t you kick at my place
D7
I got music we could make
[Outro]
GMaj7 Ab F#7 Cm