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Dm Em…….
[Verse 1]
DmMy pet peeve is a camera in my face
Have you ever heard of personal space?
EmI walk around town in a hoodie and some shades
But now they startin’ to recognize the shades
DmEven if you hate me, you would trade
You would live this life too ’cause I got it made
EmI like my bed made, soon enough, I’ll have a maid
When I buy a house, every surface gon’ be suede
Dm But for now, I got a concierge downstairs
All my neighbors are gray-haired
EmThey don’t recognize me and I don’t think they care
DmBut my Postmates can’t believe that I stay here (****)
I wanna Go back to Kentucky and shut down the state fair
EmVisit my old teachers and tell ’em to take care
I might take a whip instead of payin’ the plane fare
DmI still remember the way there
Ain’t a girl in my hometown I can’t have now
EmBuy a building in cash, ain’t puttin’ half down
The hate used to get to me, I just laugh now
Dm..Yeah, they ******’ with Jack now
Look how they act now
Look how they act now
EmLook how they act now
Look how they act now
Dm EmThey ******’ with Jack now, they ******’ with-…..
Mmm, pshh
[Verse 2]
Dm Baby, I’m comin’ home, I know the kids miss me
I need some time with my friends to sip whiskey
Em I spent the last twelve months locked in
But tonight, I’m content with existing
Dm2015, we was on that Pen Griffey
I wanted what he had, but the shoes didn’t fit me
EmNow the city with me and I got the kids listening
And I’m a smooth operator by instinct
DmWord to Sade, walkin’ ’round broad day
Like hey, with the windows down, I’m on Broadway
EmAnd it was just a day ago, I was in Daygo like the **** Padres
EmNow I’m at my grandparents’ lettin’ my grandpa say
What he wants to say
‘Cause nowadays, I’m in the paper once a day
AmAnd it ain’t always positive, it’s a bunch of things
But **** it, man, I done graduated from younger days
DmAnd if I ain’t runnin’ things, soon, I’ll be runnin’ things
I’m an artist, man, you just make fun of things
Em I’m the hardest, man, y’all don’t know what to say
This album’s a museum, so please don’t touch a thing
Dm It’s okay to give me props, don’t make it such a pain
Em It’s okay to give me top, don’t make it such a thing
F Don’t get offended if we met and I say, “What’s your name?”
G I been flyin’ ’round the country for three hundred days
Am But I ain’t ’bout to justify how I adjust to fame
C **** the fame, from the jump, we ain’t been cut the same
Dm I got so much, but I still think about what’s unobtained
Never been the type for wantin’ things
A DmI want power (I want power)
CI want my life to speed up a couple miles per hour
Dm I want my dogs to know that this **** is ours
AmI want respect, I don’t want flowers
CI know they gon’ quote this
DmThe flow don’t make no sense, the pocket is potent
It used to be potential, but now it’s some grown ****
Am****, that boy floatin’, he treat them beats like they oceans
CAll these people wanna greet like we old friends
DmI ain’t holdin’ back, tell the media, “Hold this”
I know I said I miss you, but I secretly don’t miss
AmI got stories and I’m bringin’ ’em home with me
C Dm(Gangsta)
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