The Come Down Is Real Too chords by Belly

Tuning: Standard (E A D G B E)

Key: F

Difficulty: Novice

Verse 1:
                                F
Yo, look, yeah, uh, shit been sticky lately
                                  F
Niykee Heaton, Nikki Baby, I was Nicki crazy
                                            Am
Had dreams of menagin' both but they been missin' lately
I'm off the liquor so I'm different maybe
C
Listen baby, I drove Alyssa crazy, these bitches hate me
F

Shout out to Gail, she forever real
          F
You ever feel like you need me then you know the deal
           Am
I know she never will, and I respect her still
             C
She saw the wave and kept it real before my record deal
             F
But now I'm settin' sail, yeah I'm settin' sail
         F
A star born starboard in this wretched hell
           Am
My life is extra real, my film gon' need some extra reels
       C
Robin went and got a Batmobile

Hook:
                         F
Oh yeah, the come up is real, but so is the come down
                 Em
Yeah I get the chills every time that you come around
            Am
I be in my feels every time that you come around
                   C
Don't know how to feel any time that you come around
                 F
The come up is real, but so is the come down
                 Em
Yeah I get the chills every time that you come around
                   Am
Don't know how to feel every time that you come around
             C
I be in my chills yeah

Verse 2:
                   F
Look, uh, watchin' her come up
Okay, I guess I got the worst from her
F
3 months, and I ain't even heard a word from her
Am
That ain't a loss, it's tuition 'cause I learned from her
C
I moved to Cali, made a million in my first summer
F
Uh, shit's lookin' up, like bird hunters
Em
I bought a 4Runner for my third gunner
Am
Then there's a catch like I got money to throw
             C
She ain't a catch she gonna come for your soul
      F
Even though, even though she gettin' shared like Sonny Bono
    F
I still pull up the videos and run 'em slow-mo
N.C.         Am
But wait, I told her nobody's safe
                C
Lookin' like I just stepped outta somebodies safe

Hook:
                         F
Oh yeah, the come up is real, but so is the come down
                 Em
Yeah I get the chills every time that you come around
            Am
I be in my feels every time that you come around
                   C
Don't know how to feel any time that you come around
                 F
The come up is real, but so is the come down
                 Em
Yeah I get the chills every time that you come around
                   Am
Don't know how to feel every time that you come around
             C
I be in my chills yeah

Verse 3:
          F
But look, tryna find a jam in this lil room
F
You know you never pick a rose when it's fully bloomed
Am
Walkin' out the house like "Who you runnin' to?"
C
Fuckin' with dude that's young enough to be a son to you
F
Crazy how you lookin' shorty
You pushin' 40
      F
Like baby, now you lookin' for me
You lookin' sorry
     Am
No cure for the insecure
                               C
But you can share my soul with me since you're missin' yours
                 F
Okay, you see, attention what I needed but you still ignore it
      Em                        Am
So I paid less of it to get a little more
         F
I know, immature
You know, this shit is yours
           C
I might as well go get this dick insured

Hook:
                         F
Oh yeah, the come up is real, but so is the come down
                 Em
Yeah I get the chills every time that you come around
            Am
I be in my feels every time that you come around
                   C
Don't know how to feel any time that you come around
                 F
The come up is real, but so is the come down
                 Em
Yeah I get the chills every time that you come around
                   Am
Don't know how to feel every time that you come around
             C
I be in my chills yeah

Outro:
|F |F
Am
You know when you lose money on these hoes,
                                             C
it ain't really a loss my brother, that's tuition.
F                                            An
Yeah, we all got degrees in this shit. I got 9 PhD's and 8 Masters.
C       F                                                           Am
Yeah, don't call it love baby, don't call it love 'cause you can't find a way to hate me.
           C
It ain't love. Love you though