Pac-Man (feat. ScHoolboy Q) Chords

[Eb] _ [G] _ Alrighty_
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_ [Fm] _ _ _ [F] _ [Bb] _ _ [Cm] _
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[Ab] _ [Dm] _ _ [Gm] _ _ _ _ [A] _
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_ _ _ [Gm] _ _ _ Everybody knows what I was sad I fell for you
Everywhere I go
[F] I'm [Ab] stressin' out, I'm stressin' [C] out, I'm stressin' out, I'm [Ab] stressin' out, I'm stressin' out
[Gm] _ You can [Dm] hide your head
[Fm] You can throw me [Eb] in the lawn [Ab] pit
You can [G] bold my teeth
And tell me [D] I'm not blue
[Gm] I _ [F] _ _
[Eb] _ _ _ [Ab] _ _ [G] _ _
don't know [D] where I am
[Gm] _ _ _ _ _
_ I'm stressing out, I'm stressing _ out I'm stressing out, _ _ _ _ _ _ _ I'm _ stressing out _ _
_ Uh, _ [Bb] how can I drop truth, uh [Cm] When [Bb] I ain't got nothing to [Gm] sell
I shatter my thoughts to [Bb] get out my shell [Am] Uh, [Ab] why would I hold my tongue to tuck in my
[Gm] tails, ay Can't dream if my [Bb] ego is [Cm] broke, nah
The jokes, [Dm] try to find the answer to no [Gm] My type of [Bb] gripe, you can't buy this shit
[A] You got a [Gm] heart, but it don't beat like this I had a spark, then my mind went trip
Create the waves, so the vibe all mixed
I'm a [G] happy man, [Eb] so live it up
[Gm] _
[F] _ _ [Eb] _ _ Yo, I [C] been at the top of the top [F] Fell from the ceiling before I fell
[Eb] Cause I needed to grow Bruce Lee, Roy with the glow, uh
Walked on the edge, fuck [G] tryna dream in the bed
[Eb] Before I die on these meds, nigga gon' die in the feds
[Bb] Before I make it to jail, [Eb] probably put one in the head
Fuck the judge and the prosecutor for hanging me dead
Plus 30 [Dm] and still [G] moving, I'm closer to live, right?
[F] Closer to live, [Gm] right?
All the trauma from past never taught me to fear heights
Normal to fly, now [Eb] can't be stuck in the red lights
Take [Gm] flight, the light gon' bloom for the black [Eb] night
Keep a peace, no bullets Got the whole hood booming, I'm like a cripple
[Gm] student You and your ass look stupid, you make it
we [Cm] look bad I ride the beat, won't crash
I had to feel [F] my back, I had to hide [Eb] my stash
You know the cops' lights flash, I had to clear my dash
[Bb] I represent my flag, I gave the hood my last
Every fool [Eb] for a minute, [F] I had to change [Cm] my image
The brain don't [Bb] got limits, you think a mill mean winning
[Gm] Pigs out here skinning, your soul ain't authentic
You doubt it, still ain't living