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Cmaj7 B7 Em7 D#dim
Cmaj7 B7 Em7 D#dim
[Refrão]
Cmaj7
Oh, all my life been a black sheep
B7
All my life been the black keys
Em7
True I never really was a bad breed
D#dim
Daddy probably rather me an athlete
Cmaj7
Man that nigga move like a taxi
B7
All my life in the backseat
Em7
You talk about life is it that sweet?
D#dim
All these eyes staring at me
[Verso 1]
Cmaj7
I've been feeling real low nigga, lowkey (lowkey)
B7
How a brave heart feeling so weak? (so weak)
Em7
Tattoos on my passport, no sleep (no sleep)
D#dim
This is what you asked for don't weep
Cmaj7
Don't winge, man I'm here and I won't leave
B7
All I wanna do, make songs, blow trees
Em7
Wouldn't be honest with myself if I don't speak
D#dim
So I make the point to address 'em man you know me (hey)
Cmaj7
Got me believing in Buddha the more I proceed (yuh)
B7
Oh this life isn't guaranteed (yuh)
Em7
All my life felt a cold breeze
D#dim
And then now we staying up and never down, you hearing me now?
Cmaj7
Give me some time and a little space, I'll figure it out
B7
They wanna know my whereabouts, and who I'm around
Em7
Been in wonderland for time tryna' find our way out
D#dim
You can hear it my rhymes, I'll be thinking aloud
Cmaj7
I'ma be a ghost for a minute don't get in your feelings
B7
I ain't even wrote for a minute, not a single lyric
Em7
Man I got a life that is crazy most cannot live it
D#dim
See 'em tryna' sabotage me, got me fucking livid
[Refrão]
Cmaj7
Oh, all my life been a black sheep (black sheep)
B7
All my life been the black keys (black keys)
Em7
True I never really was a bad breed
D#dim
Daddy probably rather me an athlete (athlete)
Cmaj7
Man that nigga move like a taxi (yuh)
B7
All my life in the backseat (yuh)
Em7
Talk about life is it that sweet? (yuh)
D#dim
All these eyes staring at me (yuh)
[Post-Chorus]
Cmaj7 B7
Phone rings and I missed called everyone
Em7 D#dim
All I hear 'em saying is look what you've become
Cmaj7 B7
This is what you signed up, before you forget
Em7 D#dim
This is what you get, uh, this is what you get
[Verso 2]
Cmaj7
All these eyes in the front row (front row)
B7
Hella' pure souls in the front row
Em7
Remember seeing J Cole I was in the front row
D#dim
Couldn't move, was in awe if you must know
Cmaj7
Still struggling to find who I trust though
B7
All my life in the cut though (yuh)
Em7
All my life caught the bus home, through the north side
D#dim
Then I got a pedal bike, momma flipped when I got home
Cmaj7
Like people get killed out here
B7
But mummy I'm a rider and a fighter
Em7
Never been a dickhead in life, never try me
D#dim
Don't get it confused 'cause I'm humble and I'm quiet
Cmaj7
Loud niggas step into Simz and get silenced
B7
I ain't gotta say how and it don't involve violence
Em7
Though I got Gs that are already in the hair for it
D#dim
But there's no need, I just want peace
Cmaj7
Take me higher, get an eight from the supplier
B7
Make your mind up, what you mean? What you desire?
Em7
Niggas hatin' but it's cool man, it's a minor
D#dim
I just do me on my own and I'm the driver
Cmaj7
Twenty-three feeling older and I'm wiser
B7
All my life search for what I'd die for
Em7
Guess I'm the one, the people I'ma fight for
D#dim
Surely you should know who you rep, who you ride for
[Refrão]
Cmaj7
Oh, all my life been a black sheep (all my fuckin' life)
B7
All my life been the black keys (black keys)
Em7
True I never really was a bad breed (bad breed)
D#dim
Daddy probably rather me an athlete
Cmaj7
Man that nigga move like a taxi (yuh)
B7
All my life in the backseat (yuh)
Em7
Talk about life is it that sweet? (yuh)
D#dim
All these eyes staring at me (yuh)
[Post-Chorus]
Cmaj7 B7
Oh, phone rings and I missed called everyone
Em7 D#dim
All I hear 'em saying is look what you've become
Cmaj7 B7
This is what you signed up, before you forget
Em7 D#dim
This is what you get, uh, this is what you get
[Outro]
Cmaj7 B7 Em7 D#dim
Cmaj7 B7 Em7 D#dim
Composição: Little Simz
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