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ScHoolboy Q

Tom original: Em Capotraste: Sem capotraste Acordes: 2

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Em

Verse 1

Em
  Smokers and dope fiends, hookers and playas
Em
  Dope in the vein, young'ns servin' the meds
Em
  Run from the police, jump from the ledge
Am7                                           Am7
  Be what you wanna be as long as you get the money right
Em                                          Em
  Niggas don't understand until you leap over 25
                                                  Em
Dancin' with devils, never knew how to treat your woman right
                                          Em
Feet on the pedal runnin' over jokers and funny tops
                                         Em
Word to my OG, he gone, that nigga fresh out of strikes
                                                  Am7
I should know better, heaven knows that I ain't the dummy type, nah
Am7
  I should be flyin' home without a care
Em
  My baby don't want no toys, she want me there
Em
  I trade the noise for a piece of divine
Em
  I savor my coins for a piece of the land
Em
  Something to pass while I'm passin' my prime
Em
  My word in the cards, full deck in my hand
Em
  As sure as the smog is pollutin' the land
Am7                                           Am7
  Be what you wanna be as long as you get the money right, yeah

Verse 2

Em
  Wise as my Chevy
             Em
My life's so fucked up the drank don't get me buzzed
                                   Em
We ain't blood and they killed my cous'
Chuckin' Cs since I was a cub
            Em
Young nigga grew up on hate but where's the love?
Ash and dubs on

Bridge

Em                                            Em
  Niggas don't understand until you leap over 25
Dancin' with devils
                                   Am7
Guess you would say I'm one of the lucky type
No fuck you thought?

Verse 3

Am7
  Playin' tooth fairy, Santa before I'm buried
Em
  Easter egg huntin', pickin' seeds out the pumpkin
Em
Six years straight the valentine for my munchkin
                     Em
I made a queen outta nothin'
                                                     Em
Told me stay in school, my dream was just a small percentage
Said a million wasn't realistic
            Em
Last year I spent it, what's the laws of physics?
                            Em
Move pounds or move down to Section 8 livin'
                             Am7
Grew up around Crippin', woo business

Outro

                          Am7                                  Em
And if I never make it to 25 I swear to God I'm still gon' fly, nigga
                        Em
But it's still my time, nigga
                     Em
Tell me who gon' fly with me?
     Em
Yeah!
               Em
Who gon' ride with ya?
              Em
Who gon' fly with ya?
                Am7   Am7
It's still my time, yeah
                Em           Em
It's still my time, nigga, yeah

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