Chords for //Nobodys\\

_ [Dm] _ _ _ _ _ I dream _ [Am] so much.
_ I just can't seem to find [Dm] an answer to what I'm looking for in general.
_ _ [Am] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [Cm] _ _ _ _ _
[B] _ Wrecking my heart.
Sure about that. _ _
[A] _ _ _ _ I mean who's to say, _ _ _ _ _ who's to say, _ you [F] find an answer when living? _ _
What if you just die?
[Dm] _ _ _ [F] _
[C] What if life as we know it [B] _ [Am] is all a game?
_ _ _ _ [G] _ What if [Am] we live for no reason? _ _ _ _
What if you just disappear when you die?
[G] _ _ _
_ [F] _ _ Should I cling to [C] life _ _ _ _ or should I just kill myself? _
[B] _ _ _ _ _ _ [Am] So many _ _ consecrations. _ _ _ _
[B] _ _ _ It's getting harder and harder [Am] to maximize me.
_ _ [Em] _ _ _ I can't [A] tell _ if I want to [B] live or if I want to _ die.
_ [C] _ _ I say Christian, baby, tons on the [B] _
toast.
With [C] some coke, bag, duck, venom in your nose.
[Dm] I'm trying [C] to pull the venom and drop the tuck in the _ [C#] rose.
Stuff [C] it in the tuffy with no trust.
There's [Em] gotta be no one that'll know.
Bitch, [C#] bitch, bitch, keep it on [C] the low.
L-O-W, [Dm] swimming with bitches, [C] switching bodies, calling Captain Gale.
Keep it on the low.
L-O [C#]-W, said.
Keep it on the [C] low.
L-O-W, said.
Bitch, bitch, it's a steam-ass lesson.
_ [C#] _ [C] Moving cum stains on her dresses.
_ _ [C#] _ [C] No sex, bitch, I only want [C#] connectors. _
Playing with them dicks, calling Tetris.
_ [C] _
_ Steaming slide on the [C#] weekend.
[C] On the weekend, I go [C#] deep in some ski.
[C] Niggas be surprised at my flow, [C#] though.
They [C] like, how you switch it up?
I can't tell [C#] you. _
[C] Hurry to the money like a van, I can move.
I cook it, I cook it, I cook it, cook it like a nigga.
All of my senior year, there's no girls I can teach.
And if your dicks eat that pussy, come and I bless it like a teacher.
Got the hand, they got the name.
I was Kelly like a musician.
[C#] Got more bars than a producer.
Don't say no how you can see.
Bitch, don't say no how you can see.
_ _ _ [C]
[G#] I'm a cash _ flow, I got a bad bitch, she got a pussy.
But she a hot bitch, a [A#] bitch like baseball.
She won't testify if you ask [N] her.
I got my little, all of my dicks.
I got my little, all of my dicks.
I got a 40-foot, big drum, niggas, I'ma shoot the shit that go.
What do you niggas think about it?
Now slap the fucker, he gonna [G#] cop this.
Fuck a hill, fix the fixing, and kill the niggas to make the bills.
But then you won't find us.
Now play my old [C#] nigga hip-hop.
I'ma roll the fly til I'm tired.
[E] Roll the fucker, nigga, roll the fucker.
I'ma leave the party, you can party.
Ay.
[G] _ _ [A] _ _ _ _ _
[E] _ _ [D#m] _ [C#] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [D#] _ _ _ [D] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [A#] _
Ay, Bryce says your foot is [E] cold like the winter [D] snow.
I flew in December, [E] defeating my slumber.
I'm drowning and you'll never know.
[F#] _ Blasted, blasted, what the [D#] pressure, pressure.
Among the lords, succumbing to me under pressure.
[Dm] Ay, Bryce, [Gm] look at the cysts in my wrist.
[G#] Look at the blood in my [C] pulse.
Cold is my heart.
[F#] Tend to get better [A#] at this, but the time in the rhyme was a diss.
Cold from the start, grabbing the key with [D] intention to bust it.
But niggas be jumping [N] in plus if you add it up, add it up, add it up.
In your heart, I see my fire, hot.
Ay, [D] ay, blasted, blasted.
Ay, _ [F] ay, bitch, I'm [C] blasted, blasted.
Ay, ay, blasted, [D]
blasted.
Bitch, I'm blasted, blasted.
Bitch, I'm blasted, blasted.
Ay, ay, _ _ ay, ay, ay, [C] _ ay, ay, ay, ay.
Ay, ay, [A] ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay.
[B] You're a boy, you're a boy, [G] nice to meet you, nice to meet you.
[A]
You're _ [E] a king, [Am] you're a king, you really are. _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [C] _ _
_ _ _ [F] _ Yeah, _ yeah, _ _ yeah. _ _
Bryce!
_ [Am] _ _ [C] _ _ _ _
_ [F] Yeah, _ _ _ yeah.
_ _ _ Shit, this is a stage _ [Am] _ _ _ _ _ where you may say, _ _ _ _
_ Oh, I was _ _ _ _ _ _ _ because of you, I never know. _ _ _ _ _
Go to Santa Flaz. _
[C] _ Yeah, _ many [B] men was out of [Am] soul,
_ _ _ [F] _ _
But the [C] father's holy know he had _ _ _ _ a vice for [Em] the [C] ghost.
Yeah, [F] yeah. _
_ [E] _ _ _ Break.
_ [Am] _
_ I _ [F] _ will never change, I will never break. _
Yeah.
_ [E] _ Break.
_ _ [F#] _
Yeah.
_ _ [F] I will never change, I will never break. _ _
_ [C] _ _ Bryce!
Backpack, strapless, I could do it fast.
Backpack, back, make another [Am] one, just back.
I will never change, I will never break.
_ _ [B] _ [Em] _
_ _ _ [F#] Ay, [Em] _ _ _
_ [C] _ ay, _ _ _ _ _ ay, ay, [Bm] ay, ay, _ [Em] _
ay. _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ I'm four in the four, getting all on your hoe
Hey, Slump God in the club, where my nigga go?
Damn, _ suck your mother, murder, pester with murder
Mind full of greed, I'm soaking the purple
Fuckin' the bitch, I'm blushing to bake
Mind system in the race, I'm sucking and doing the chase
Like God, more than you pussy, you got him
Popping a mill with no passion, nobody was doing my ad-lib
Like God, bang, murder, I bang
And this cocaine was all in my brain
Wasted, been insane
Got this whole damn world just spinning this brown bag
Yo, bitch, I T
_ _ _ _ Yo, bitch, I T _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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