Bm G Cm Bm Intro: Bm G Cm Bm Bm G You, I (I), ooh, possibilities, blue skies (Skies) Cm Bm True, so what I gotta Do to get to you? Bm G Cm Bm Bm G Cm Bm Fine (Fine), cool, got my bullets on bullseye, I won't lose you, no (Yeah) Chorus: Bm G Guns a blaze, guns a blazin' Cm Bm I don't usually sip the drank, just on occasion Bm G Got no time to contemplate, ain't nothin' phase him Cm Bm Let me get your number, ayy, say namaste, yeah, baby
Verse 1: Bm G Get it off of my chest then, get it out of my system Cm Bm Got a lot on my plate, explain how it's only you on my mental? Bm G If only I could get an answer, only then I'll feel ease, said other niggas in the picture, but them othеr niggas ain't me Cm Bm Like, swear I'm bеtter by tenfold, why you kissin' your teeth? Can't copy that like 10-4, drawn down to a T Put it all on my kinfolk, in it 'til the end zone She in distress, my damsel (Ayy), she winter cool but Summer time fine, she sendin' chills down my spine Her own vernacular style, she laugh and ask for the sign For you I'd vacuum my act, see in the back of my mind I'm scared to lose on the chance, and feels so vacant inside I couldn't fake if I tried it, what it take to be mine She said it's based on the timin', a day at a time I break it down to the science, and lead me to find The chemistry, can't deny it, but, maybe I'm biased, but baby I'm tryin' Chorus: Guns a blaze, guns a blazin' I don't usually sip the drank, just on occasion Got no time to contemplate, ain't nothin' phase him Let me get your number, ayy, say namaste, yeah, baby Verse 2: Mighty fine, hard to find, one of a kind Did I even mention, them butterflies? Pull me in, body language got me thinkin' I don't wanna talk about the baggage, I don't wanna talk about the ugly Everything around us a distraction, everything about her is so lovely In the madness, my darkest days is through I'd rather stay here with you, girl I'd rather stay just the two of us in spite of things Who I saw behind them strings? In search to see and redefine them things If it's up to me we would find our things Outro: Just you, I (I), ooh, possibilities, blue skies (Skies) True, so what I gotta Do to get to you? Fine (Fine), cool, got my bullets on bullseye, I won't lose you, no (Yeah)
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