Chords for Chance The Rapper - Nostalgia
Tempo:
146.15 bpm
Chords used:
D
Bm
G
B
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
He should try enjoying life rather than spending his time trying to [Bm] outsmart me.
While he's alive, that is.
[D] I know what you're saying, but it's not that simple.
[Bm] It's just human nature.
What's [D] that guy doing?
I wonder.
[Bm]
[D]
[Bm]
[D] I still got orange and white cassette [B] tapes.
Tents where my neighbors came to spectate.
Niggas [D] that's tough now, used to get little in the dark.
[Bm] It's all cool now, we're all little kids at heart.
[D] Accident prone chance, y'all remember bout?
[Bm] The time I cracked my head open at Auntie Linda's house.
[D] From diapers to outfits to castles to [Bm] Elmo's.
Santas to grandma's to game boys and cell [D] phones.
Rocked your world, fourth grade talent [Bm] show.
Jada and Justin's birthday magic [D] show.
Gained some tips, taking niggas to school.
[Bm] Two quarters in our bus, gas and pool.
On all [D] around, here we lose best friends like every week.
I [Bm] like to think we're playing a long game of hide and go seek.
And [D] one day maybe I'm a mind's herring and I could lead [Bm] them.
Kids of the kingdom, singing bout three.
[D] It's bout eyes shut, time to play seven [G] up.
It's bout [Bm] hands clutched, bottles gone, head messed [D] up.
Smile comes through, though my eyes might cry.
[G] When they reminisce, so we might die.
[D] Let's take it back like Indian.
Give us [Bm] two Indian burns and Jiminy crickets.
[D] To the smell of pills buried on biscuit mornings.
[Bm] To puppy winter coats and Christmas mornings.
[D] I used to chill with the kids next door.
And [Bm] Spongebob came around bout four.
And then I'd hang with [D] Bart's guys around the bend with Smart Guy.
Flipping [Bm] through the picture books, checking through my archives.
Remember [D] the old days, the ones you'll never get back.
At the [Bm] end of parties, passing around gift bags.
Now we [D] blow entire O's in one kickback.
[Bm] Misfits and mismatch, they hit off like wrist snaps.
[D] It's bout eyes shut, time to play seven [Bm] up.
It's bout hands clutched, bottles gone, head messed [D] up.
Smile comes through, though my eyes might cry.
[Bm] When they reminisce, [G] so we might die.
[D]
[Bm] When they reminisce, so we might [D] die.
Remember Jeepers and Odyssey, fun [B] world.
Young Jim and like you ought to see one [D] girl.
Mama Tim, Mama Charlie, and my mama Lisa.
[Bm] Booster seat, needs to boost my pity.
Connie's pizza [D] and every year we made a Christmas list.
[Bm] And Auntie Linda cooked a Christmas dish.
[D] And all of our grandparents made a Christmas wish.
Like [Bm] Lord, let me see another year like this.
[D] It's now eyes shut, time to play seven [Bm] up.
It's bout hands clutched, bottles gone, head [D] messed up.
Smile comes through, though my eyes might [Bm] cry.
When they reminisce, so we might [D] die.
[Bm] When they reminisce, so we might die.
While he's alive, that is.
[D] I know what you're saying, but it's not that simple.
[Bm] It's just human nature.
What's [D] that guy doing?
I wonder.
[Bm]
[D]
[Bm]
[D] I still got orange and white cassette [B] tapes.
Tents where my neighbors came to spectate.
Niggas [D] that's tough now, used to get little in the dark.
[Bm] It's all cool now, we're all little kids at heart.
[D] Accident prone chance, y'all remember bout?
[Bm] The time I cracked my head open at Auntie Linda's house.
[D] From diapers to outfits to castles to [Bm] Elmo's.
Santas to grandma's to game boys and cell [D] phones.
Rocked your world, fourth grade talent [Bm] show.
Jada and Justin's birthday magic [D] show.
Gained some tips, taking niggas to school.
[Bm] Two quarters in our bus, gas and pool.
On all [D] around, here we lose best friends like every week.
I [Bm] like to think we're playing a long game of hide and go seek.
And [D] one day maybe I'm a mind's herring and I could lead [Bm] them.
Kids of the kingdom, singing bout three.
[D] It's bout eyes shut, time to play seven [G] up.
It's bout [Bm] hands clutched, bottles gone, head messed [D] up.
Smile comes through, though my eyes might cry.
[G] When they reminisce, so we might die.
[D] Let's take it back like Indian.
Give us [Bm] two Indian burns and Jiminy crickets.
[D] To the smell of pills buried on biscuit mornings.
[Bm] To puppy winter coats and Christmas mornings.
[D] I used to chill with the kids next door.
And [Bm] Spongebob came around bout four.
And then I'd hang with [D] Bart's guys around the bend with Smart Guy.
Flipping [Bm] through the picture books, checking through my archives.
Remember [D] the old days, the ones you'll never get back.
At the [Bm] end of parties, passing around gift bags.
Now we [D] blow entire O's in one kickback.
[Bm] Misfits and mismatch, they hit off like wrist snaps.
[D] It's bout eyes shut, time to play seven [Bm] up.
It's bout hands clutched, bottles gone, head messed [D] up.
Smile comes through, though my eyes might cry.
[Bm] When they reminisce, [G] so we might die.
[D]
[Bm] When they reminisce, so we might [D] die.
Remember Jeepers and Odyssey, fun [B] world.
Young Jim and like you ought to see one [D] girl.
Mama Tim, Mama Charlie, and my mama Lisa.
[Bm] Booster seat, needs to boost my pity.
Connie's pizza [D] and every year we made a Christmas list.
[Bm] And Auntie Linda cooked a Christmas dish.
[D] And all of our grandparents made a Christmas wish.
Like [Bm] Lord, let me see another year like this.
[D] It's now eyes shut, time to play seven [Bm] up.
It's bout hands clutched, bottles gone, head [D] messed up.
Smile comes through, though my eyes might [Bm] cry.
When they reminisce, so we might [D] die.
[Bm] When they reminisce, so we might die.
Key:
D
Bm
G
B
D
Bm
G
B
He should try enjoying life rather than spending his time trying to [Bm] outsmart me.
While he's alive, that is.
_ [D] I know what you're saying, but it's not that simple.
[Bm] It's just human nature. _
What's [D] that guy doing?
I wonder. _ _
_ [Bm] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [D] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [Bm] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [D] _ I still got orange and white cassette [B] tapes.
Tents where my neighbors came to spectate.
Niggas [D] that's tough now, used to get little in the dark.
[Bm] It's all cool now, we're all little kids at heart.
[D] Accident prone chance, y'all remember bout?
[Bm] The time I cracked my head open at Auntie Linda's house.
[D] From diapers to outfits to castles to [Bm] Elmo's.
Santas to grandma's to game boys and cell [D] phones.
Rocked your world, fourth grade talent [Bm] show.
Jada and Justin's birthday magic [D] show.
Gained some tips, taking niggas to school.
[Bm] Two quarters in our bus, gas and pool.
On all [D] around, here we lose best friends like every week.
I [Bm] like to think we're playing a long game of hide and go seek.
And [D] one day maybe I'm a mind's herring and I could lead [Bm] them.
Kids of the kingdom, singing bout three.
[D] It's bout eyes shut, time to play seven [G] up.
It's bout [Bm] hands clutched, bottles gone, head messed [D] up.
Smile comes through, though my eyes might cry.
[G] When they reminisce, so we might die.
[D] Let's take it back like Indian.
Give us [Bm] two Indian burns and Jiminy crickets.
[D] To the smell of pills buried on biscuit mornings.
[Bm] To puppy winter coats and Christmas mornings.
[D] I used to chill with the kids next door.
And [Bm] Spongebob came around bout four.
And then I'd hang with [D] Bart's guys around the bend with Smart Guy.
Flipping [Bm] through the picture books, checking through my archives.
Remember [D] the old days, the ones you'll never get back.
At the [Bm] end of parties, passing around gift bags.
Now we [D] blow entire O's in one kickback.
[Bm] Misfits and mismatch, they hit off like wrist snaps.
_ [D] It's bout eyes shut, time to play seven [Bm] up.
It's bout hands clutched, bottles gone, head messed [D] up.
Smile comes through, though my eyes might cry.
[Bm] When they reminisce, [G] so we might die.
[D] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [Bm] When they reminisce, so we might [D] die.
Remember Jeepers and Odyssey, fun [B] world.
Young Jim and like you ought to see one [D] girl.
Mama Tim, Mama Charlie, and my mama Lisa.
[Bm] Booster seat, needs to boost my pity.
Connie's pizza [D] and every year we made a Christmas list.
[Bm] And Auntie Linda cooked a Christmas dish.
[D] And all of our grandparents made a Christmas wish.
Like [Bm] Lord, let me see another year like this.
_ [D] _ It's now eyes shut, time to play seven [Bm] up.
It's bout hands clutched, bottles gone, head [D] messed up.
Smile comes through, though my eyes might [Bm] cry.
When they reminisce, so we might [D] die. _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [Bm] When they reminisce, so we might _ die. _ _ _ _ _
While he's alive, that is.
_ [D] I know what you're saying, but it's not that simple.
[Bm] It's just human nature. _
What's [D] that guy doing?
I wonder. _ _
_ [Bm] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [D] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [Bm] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [D] _ I still got orange and white cassette [B] tapes.
Tents where my neighbors came to spectate.
Niggas [D] that's tough now, used to get little in the dark.
[Bm] It's all cool now, we're all little kids at heart.
[D] Accident prone chance, y'all remember bout?
[Bm] The time I cracked my head open at Auntie Linda's house.
[D] From diapers to outfits to castles to [Bm] Elmo's.
Santas to grandma's to game boys and cell [D] phones.
Rocked your world, fourth grade talent [Bm] show.
Jada and Justin's birthday magic [D] show.
Gained some tips, taking niggas to school.
[Bm] Two quarters in our bus, gas and pool.
On all [D] around, here we lose best friends like every week.
I [Bm] like to think we're playing a long game of hide and go seek.
And [D] one day maybe I'm a mind's herring and I could lead [Bm] them.
Kids of the kingdom, singing bout three.
[D] It's bout eyes shut, time to play seven [G] up.
It's bout [Bm] hands clutched, bottles gone, head messed [D] up.
Smile comes through, though my eyes might cry.
[G] When they reminisce, so we might die.
[D] Let's take it back like Indian.
Give us [Bm] two Indian burns and Jiminy crickets.
[D] To the smell of pills buried on biscuit mornings.
[Bm] To puppy winter coats and Christmas mornings.
[D] I used to chill with the kids next door.
And [Bm] Spongebob came around bout four.
And then I'd hang with [D] Bart's guys around the bend with Smart Guy.
Flipping [Bm] through the picture books, checking through my archives.
Remember [D] the old days, the ones you'll never get back.
At the [Bm] end of parties, passing around gift bags.
Now we [D] blow entire O's in one kickback.
[Bm] Misfits and mismatch, they hit off like wrist snaps.
_ [D] It's bout eyes shut, time to play seven [Bm] up.
It's bout hands clutched, bottles gone, head messed [D] up.
Smile comes through, though my eyes might cry.
[Bm] When they reminisce, [G] so we might die.
[D] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [Bm] When they reminisce, so we might [D] die.
Remember Jeepers and Odyssey, fun [B] world.
Young Jim and like you ought to see one [D] girl.
Mama Tim, Mama Charlie, and my mama Lisa.
[Bm] Booster seat, needs to boost my pity.
Connie's pizza [D] and every year we made a Christmas list.
[Bm] And Auntie Linda cooked a Christmas dish.
[D] And all of our grandparents made a Christmas wish.
Like [Bm] Lord, let me see another year like this.
_ [D] _ It's now eyes shut, time to play seven [Bm] up.
It's bout hands clutched, bottles gone, head [D] messed up.
Smile comes through, though my eyes might [Bm] cry.
When they reminisce, so we might [D] die. _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [Bm] When they reminisce, so we might _ die. _ _ _ _ _