Chords for Chris Webby - Middle Ground (prod. JP On Da Track)
Tempo:
181.2 bpm
Chords used:
Cm
Fm
G
C
Ab
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[C]
[Fm]
[B] [Ab]
[G] [Eb] [Fm]
[E] Yeah, this is [C] for all the happy rappers [B] [Ab] who have real nice deals [C] and [Cm] have no idea what
it's like to [Eb] work this hard, still break [Fm] even.
Yeah, I'm aware [B] I'm a little [Cm] nuts and I know I'm a head case.
[Ab] Unpredictable moods are a toll that the stress takes.
I carry the world's weight till my shoulders and neck ache.
[D] And my sanity [G] been going downhill [Fm] like a sled race.
All day [C] my legs shake like a nervous tick.
This Adderall don't work for shit.
It only gives [Ab] me thoughts that got me worried [C] sick.
Feelings are so bottled up the [Fm] cork is [Eb] decomposing.
And if this shit gets opened it'll [Fm] cause a damn explosion with [C] overflowing emotions
that I kept pushed down.
Like it was someone I was [Ab] trying to drown.
I know it now.
I'm a [B] little tightly [Cm] strung and see I know I [Bb] need to find a doctor [G] and a therapist and
[Cm] a shaman who [Gm] got some [C] ayahuasca.
Cause surviving in this game is full of irritants.
It's got me wondering [Ab] if I'll make it.
My greatest [Fm] fear is this.
[B] So when you [Cm] hear my shit, you'll hear the hunger as I'm trying to stay financially [D] afloat
and keep appearances.
[Bm] Cause I've been [Cm] in this middle ground.
People say I made it.
But [Fm] there's so many that still don't know what my name is.
It's hard to get a grasp on where I stand up [F] in this game and all I [Gm] know is that I wouldn't
[Fm] be this broke if I was famous.
[Cm] Shit I'm almost 30 and still I feel like such a mess.
I added fuel to [Fm] the fire till I had nothing left.
Under [Cm] stress with a life full of emptiness.
Giving my all and not a penny less.
In this middle ground.
Wondering if [Gm] I'ma ever blow.
[G] Middle ground.
Tearing at the fabric of my soul.
Middle ground.
Feeling like I'm stuck up in a hole.
[Dm] And these insecurities [G] follow everywhere I [Cm] go.
Middle ground.
Feeling [G] like I'm barely getting by.
This [Bb] middle ground.
Second guessing why I even try.
[G] Middle ground.
All I know how to do is survive.
So mad that I wanna scream.
So sad that I wanna cry.
[Cm] I'm sick of feeling like I still got shit to prove to you.
What?
[G] I gotta go on Sway again for a [Cm] salute from you.
Go pull some dumb publicity stunt shot by your movie crew just to be in the same [Fm] conversation
as all these newer dudes?
[B] All my [C] life I've been fighting to be accepted.
And when I'm [Ab] not I can't help but to be affected.
Unfairly percepted.
People making assumptions off [G] my melatonin levels in the [Fm] state that I'm repping.
Like [Cm] I'm some kind of spoiler 1%er.
Go and get the fact.
Shit I'm a [Fm] product of the hardworking middle class.
[Ab] Just cause I wasn't [Cm] busting a pistol or flipping crack doesn't mean I don't got a story worthy
of written rap.
I'm getting by though.
There's kibble up in Moose's dish.
[Fm] It's better than it used to be but see the truth is this.
I [B] [Cm] reinvest almost everything in this music shit.
You think that I'd still live at my [Fm] parents if I was rich?
Really?
[E] See [Cm] I'm just trying to keep my business intact.
My [C] sanity [Fm] comes second to these lyrics that I rap.
Chain [C] smoking from stress but at $10 [Eb] a pack.
I'm killing myself.
Killing my pockets with every [Ebm] drag.
Fuck it.
I'ma keep on [C] pushing though cause I deserve the glory.
I got an [Ab] army of fans that would murder for me.
I do this [C] shit for them until the [F] whole planet has heard my [G] story.
Reporting [Cm] live from purgatory.
In this middle ground.
Wondering if [G] I'ma ever blow.
[Gm] Middle ground.
Staring at the fabric of my soul.
Middle [G] ground.
Feeling like I'm stuck up in a hole.
And these insecurities follow everywhere I go.
Middle ground.
Feeling like I'm barely getting by.
This [Fm] middle ground.
Second [Bb] guessing why I even try.
Middle [G] ground.
All I know how to do is survive.
So mad that I wanna scream.
So sad that [C] I wanna cry.
[Cm] [Bb] [F] [Bb]
[Ab] [Eb]
[D] [Cm] [G]
[F] [Bb]
[F] [D]
[Cm] [Eb]
[Cm] [F]
[G]
[N]
[Fm]
[B] [Ab]
[G] [Eb] [Fm]
[E] Yeah, this is [C] for all the happy rappers [B] [Ab] who have real nice deals [C] and [Cm] have no idea what
it's like to [Eb] work this hard, still break [Fm] even.
Yeah, I'm aware [B] I'm a little [Cm] nuts and I know I'm a head case.
[Ab] Unpredictable moods are a toll that the stress takes.
I carry the world's weight till my shoulders and neck ache.
[D] And my sanity [G] been going downhill [Fm] like a sled race.
All day [C] my legs shake like a nervous tick.
This Adderall don't work for shit.
It only gives [Ab] me thoughts that got me worried [C] sick.
Feelings are so bottled up the [Fm] cork is [Eb] decomposing.
And if this shit gets opened it'll [Fm] cause a damn explosion with [C] overflowing emotions
that I kept pushed down.
Like it was someone I was [Ab] trying to drown.
I know it now.
I'm a [B] little tightly [Cm] strung and see I know I [Bb] need to find a doctor [G] and a therapist and
[Cm] a shaman who [Gm] got some [C] ayahuasca.
Cause surviving in this game is full of irritants.
It's got me wondering [Ab] if I'll make it.
My greatest [Fm] fear is this.
[B] So when you [Cm] hear my shit, you'll hear the hunger as I'm trying to stay financially [D] afloat
and keep appearances.
[Bm] Cause I've been [Cm] in this middle ground.
People say I made it.
But [Fm] there's so many that still don't know what my name is.
It's hard to get a grasp on where I stand up [F] in this game and all I [Gm] know is that I wouldn't
[Fm] be this broke if I was famous.
[Cm] Shit I'm almost 30 and still I feel like such a mess.
I added fuel to [Fm] the fire till I had nothing left.
Under [Cm] stress with a life full of emptiness.
Giving my all and not a penny less.
In this middle ground.
Wondering if [Gm] I'ma ever blow.
[G] Middle ground.
Tearing at the fabric of my soul.
Middle ground.
Feeling like I'm stuck up in a hole.
[Dm] And these insecurities [G] follow everywhere I [Cm] go.
Middle ground.
Feeling [G] like I'm barely getting by.
This [Bb] middle ground.
Second guessing why I even try.
[G] Middle ground.
All I know how to do is survive.
So mad that I wanna scream.
So sad that I wanna cry.
[Cm] I'm sick of feeling like I still got shit to prove to you.
What?
[G] I gotta go on Sway again for a [Cm] salute from you.
Go pull some dumb publicity stunt shot by your movie crew just to be in the same [Fm] conversation
as all these newer dudes?
[B] All my [C] life I've been fighting to be accepted.
And when I'm [Ab] not I can't help but to be affected.
Unfairly percepted.
People making assumptions off [G] my melatonin levels in the [Fm] state that I'm repping.
Like [Cm] I'm some kind of spoiler 1%er.
Go and get the fact.
Shit I'm a [Fm] product of the hardworking middle class.
[Ab] Just cause I wasn't [Cm] busting a pistol or flipping crack doesn't mean I don't got a story worthy
of written rap.
I'm getting by though.
There's kibble up in Moose's dish.
[Fm] It's better than it used to be but see the truth is this.
I [B] [Cm] reinvest almost everything in this music shit.
You think that I'd still live at my [Fm] parents if I was rich?
Really?
[E] See [Cm] I'm just trying to keep my business intact.
My [C] sanity [Fm] comes second to these lyrics that I rap.
Chain [C] smoking from stress but at $10 [Eb] a pack.
I'm killing myself.
Killing my pockets with every [Ebm] drag.
Fuck it.
I'ma keep on [C] pushing though cause I deserve the glory.
I got an [Ab] army of fans that would murder for me.
I do this [C] shit for them until the [F] whole planet has heard my [G] story.
Reporting [Cm] live from purgatory.
In this middle ground.
Wondering if [G] I'ma ever blow.
[Gm] Middle ground.
Staring at the fabric of my soul.
Middle [G] ground.
Feeling like I'm stuck up in a hole.
And these insecurities follow everywhere I go.
Middle ground.
Feeling like I'm barely getting by.
This [Fm] middle ground.
Second [Bb] guessing why I even try.
Middle [G] ground.
All I know how to do is survive.
So mad that I wanna scream.
So sad that [C] I wanna cry.
[Cm] [Bb] [F] [Bb]
[Ab] [Eb]
[D] [Cm] [G]
[F] [Bb]
[F] [D]
[Cm] [Eb]
[Cm] [F]
[G]
[N]
Key:
Cm
Fm
G
C
Ab
Cm
Fm
G
_ _ [C] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [Fm] _ _ _ _ _
_ [B] _ _ [Ab] _ _ _ _ _
[G] _ _ _ [Eb] _ _ [Fm] _ _ _
_ [E] Yeah, this is [C] for all the happy rappers _ [B] _ [Ab] who have real nice deals [C] _ and [Cm] have no idea what
it's like to [Eb] work this hard, still break [Fm] even.
Yeah, I'm aware [B] I'm a little [Cm] nuts and I know I'm a head case.
_ [Ab] Unpredictable moods are a toll that the stress takes.
I carry the world's weight till my shoulders and neck ache.
[D] And my sanity [G] been going downhill [Fm] like a sled race.
All day [C] my legs shake like a nervous tick.
This Adderall don't work for shit.
It only gives [Ab] me thoughts that got me worried [C] sick.
Feelings are so bottled up the [Fm] cork is [Eb] decomposing.
And if this shit gets opened it'll [Fm] cause a damn explosion with [C] overflowing emotions
that I kept pushed down.
Like it was someone I was [Ab] trying to drown.
I know it now.
I'm a [B] little tightly [Cm] strung and see I know I [Bb] need to find a doctor [G] and a therapist and
[Cm] a shaman who [Gm] got some [C] ayahuasca.
Cause surviving in this game is full of irritants.
It's got me wondering [Ab] if I'll make it.
My greatest [Fm] fear is this.
[B] So when you [Cm] hear my shit, you'll hear the hunger as I'm trying to stay financially [D] afloat
and keep appearances.
[Bm] Cause I've been [Cm] in this middle ground.
People say I made it.
But [Fm] there's so many that still don't know what my name is.
It's hard to get a grasp on where I stand up [F] in this game and all I [Gm] know is that I wouldn't
[Fm] be this broke if I was famous.
[Cm] Shit I'm almost 30 and still I feel like such a mess.
I added fuel to [Fm] the fire till I had nothing left.
Under [Cm] stress with a life full of emptiness.
Giving my all and not a penny less.
In this middle ground.
Wondering if [Gm] I'ma ever blow.
[G] Middle ground.
Tearing at the fabric of my soul.
Middle ground.
Feeling like I'm stuck up in a hole.
[Dm] And these insecurities [G] follow everywhere I [Cm] go.
Middle ground.
Feeling [G] like I'm barely getting by.
This [Bb] middle ground.
Second guessing why I even try.
[G] Middle ground.
All I know how to do is survive.
So mad that I wanna scream.
So sad that I wanna cry.
[Cm] I'm sick of feeling like I still got shit to prove to you.
What?
[G] I gotta go on Sway again for a [Cm] salute from you.
Go pull some dumb publicity stunt shot by your movie crew just to be in the same [Fm] conversation
as all these newer dudes?
[B] All my [C] life I've been fighting to be accepted.
And when I'm [Ab] not I can't help but to be affected.
_ Unfairly percepted.
People making assumptions off [G] my melatonin levels in the [Fm] state that I'm repping.
Like [Cm] I'm some kind of spoiler 1%er.
Go and get the fact.
Shit I'm a [Fm] product of the hardworking middle class.
[Ab] Just cause I wasn't [Cm] busting a pistol or flipping crack doesn't mean I don't got a story worthy
of written rap.
I'm getting by though.
There's kibble up in Moose's dish.
[Fm] It's better than it used to be but see the truth is this.
I [B] [Cm] reinvest almost everything in this music shit.
You think that I'd still live at my [Fm] parents if I was rich?
Really?
[E] See [Cm] I'm just trying to keep my business intact.
My [C] sanity [Fm] comes second to these lyrics that I rap.
Chain [C] smoking from stress but at $10 [Eb] a pack.
I'm killing myself.
Killing my pockets with every [Ebm] drag.
Fuck it.
I'ma keep on [C] pushing though cause I deserve the glory.
I got an [Ab] army of fans that would murder for me.
I do this [C] shit for them until the [F] whole planet has heard my [G] story.
Reporting [Cm] live from purgatory.
In this middle ground.
Wondering if [G] I'ma ever blow.
[Gm] Middle ground.
Staring at the fabric of my soul.
Middle [G] ground.
Feeling like I'm stuck up in a hole.
And these insecurities follow everywhere I go.
Middle ground.
Feeling like I'm barely getting by.
This [Fm] middle ground.
Second [Bb] guessing why I even try.
Middle [G] ground.
All I know how to do is survive.
So mad that I wanna scream.
So sad that [C] I wanna cry.
_ _ _ [Cm] _ _ _ _ _ [Bb] _ _ [F] _ _ [Bb] _ _ _
[Ab] _ _ [Eb] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [D] _ _ [Cm] _ _ [G] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [F] _ [Bb] _ _
_ _ [F] _ _ _ [D] _ _ _
[Cm] _ _ _ _ _ _ [Eb] _ _
_ _ [Cm] _ _ _ [F] _ _ _
_ [G] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _
_ _ _ [Fm] _ _ _ _ _
_ [B] _ _ [Ab] _ _ _ _ _
[G] _ _ _ [Eb] _ _ [Fm] _ _ _
_ [E] Yeah, this is [C] for all the happy rappers _ [B] _ [Ab] who have real nice deals [C] _ and [Cm] have no idea what
it's like to [Eb] work this hard, still break [Fm] even.
Yeah, I'm aware [B] I'm a little [Cm] nuts and I know I'm a head case.
_ [Ab] Unpredictable moods are a toll that the stress takes.
I carry the world's weight till my shoulders and neck ache.
[D] And my sanity [G] been going downhill [Fm] like a sled race.
All day [C] my legs shake like a nervous tick.
This Adderall don't work for shit.
It only gives [Ab] me thoughts that got me worried [C] sick.
Feelings are so bottled up the [Fm] cork is [Eb] decomposing.
And if this shit gets opened it'll [Fm] cause a damn explosion with [C] overflowing emotions
that I kept pushed down.
Like it was someone I was [Ab] trying to drown.
I know it now.
I'm a [B] little tightly [Cm] strung and see I know I [Bb] need to find a doctor [G] and a therapist and
[Cm] a shaman who [Gm] got some [C] ayahuasca.
Cause surviving in this game is full of irritants.
It's got me wondering [Ab] if I'll make it.
My greatest [Fm] fear is this.
[B] So when you [Cm] hear my shit, you'll hear the hunger as I'm trying to stay financially [D] afloat
and keep appearances.
[Bm] Cause I've been [Cm] in this middle ground.
People say I made it.
But [Fm] there's so many that still don't know what my name is.
It's hard to get a grasp on where I stand up [F] in this game and all I [Gm] know is that I wouldn't
[Fm] be this broke if I was famous.
[Cm] Shit I'm almost 30 and still I feel like such a mess.
I added fuel to [Fm] the fire till I had nothing left.
Under [Cm] stress with a life full of emptiness.
Giving my all and not a penny less.
In this middle ground.
Wondering if [Gm] I'ma ever blow.
[G] Middle ground.
Tearing at the fabric of my soul.
Middle ground.
Feeling like I'm stuck up in a hole.
[Dm] And these insecurities [G] follow everywhere I [Cm] go.
Middle ground.
Feeling [G] like I'm barely getting by.
This [Bb] middle ground.
Second guessing why I even try.
[G] Middle ground.
All I know how to do is survive.
So mad that I wanna scream.
So sad that I wanna cry.
[Cm] I'm sick of feeling like I still got shit to prove to you.
What?
[G] I gotta go on Sway again for a [Cm] salute from you.
Go pull some dumb publicity stunt shot by your movie crew just to be in the same [Fm] conversation
as all these newer dudes?
[B] All my [C] life I've been fighting to be accepted.
And when I'm [Ab] not I can't help but to be affected.
_ Unfairly percepted.
People making assumptions off [G] my melatonin levels in the [Fm] state that I'm repping.
Like [Cm] I'm some kind of spoiler 1%er.
Go and get the fact.
Shit I'm a [Fm] product of the hardworking middle class.
[Ab] Just cause I wasn't [Cm] busting a pistol or flipping crack doesn't mean I don't got a story worthy
of written rap.
I'm getting by though.
There's kibble up in Moose's dish.
[Fm] It's better than it used to be but see the truth is this.
I [B] [Cm] reinvest almost everything in this music shit.
You think that I'd still live at my [Fm] parents if I was rich?
Really?
[E] See [Cm] I'm just trying to keep my business intact.
My [C] sanity [Fm] comes second to these lyrics that I rap.
Chain [C] smoking from stress but at $10 [Eb] a pack.
I'm killing myself.
Killing my pockets with every [Ebm] drag.
Fuck it.
I'ma keep on [C] pushing though cause I deserve the glory.
I got an [Ab] army of fans that would murder for me.
I do this [C] shit for them until the [F] whole planet has heard my [G] story.
Reporting [Cm] live from purgatory.
In this middle ground.
Wondering if [G] I'ma ever blow.
[Gm] Middle ground.
Staring at the fabric of my soul.
Middle [G] ground.
Feeling like I'm stuck up in a hole.
And these insecurities follow everywhere I go.
Middle ground.
Feeling like I'm barely getting by.
This [Fm] middle ground.
Second [Bb] guessing why I even try.
Middle [G] ground.
All I know how to do is survive.
So mad that I wanna scream.
So sad that [C] I wanna cry.
_ _ _ [Cm] _ _ _ _ _ [Bb] _ _ [F] _ _ [Bb] _ _ _
[Ab] _ _ [Eb] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [D] _ _ [Cm] _ _ [G] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [F] _ [Bb] _ _
_ _ [F] _ _ _ [D] _ _ _
[Cm] _ _ _ _ _ _ [Eb] _ _
_ _ [Cm] _ _ _ [F] _ _ _
_ [G] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _