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Tuning: G C E A (G C E A) Verse 1: (Ameer Vann) C F I ain't the same nigga that I once was Am I lost my fucking mind and then I fell in love C F I did a bunch of drugs, because I couldn't sleep Am I lost a couple months, I chipped my fucking teeth C F And there's a couple women, and they know some things Am About lies that I done told and shit that I done said C F And niggas that I robbed, so I'm real paranoid Am I have voices in my head Verse 2: (Merlyn Wood) C F Hi, my name is Merlyn, I just applied for food stamps Am I just moved to California, with my boy band C F Dropped out of a good school, hippies in my commune Am I left 'fore the rent was due, used to want a briefcase C F And a short commute, used to wanna sell coke Am And whip an Audi coupe, crazy if I did that C Wouldn't be talking to you F Am Walking through the pit falls of a college student C F Crazy how you get them letters and that make you feel accepted Am Til you walking 'round the campus and you the only African C F Nobody with passion, just cats that take direction well Am Take acid trips to find themselves, well...
Hook: (Kevin Abstract) C F Am I gotta get better at being me (Being who I am) C F Am I gotta get better at everything (Being who I am) C F Am I just want a friend that I can hang out with (Being who I am) C F Am Someone I can sit around, lay on my couch with (Being who I am) Verse 3: (Kevin Abstract) C F Am Ever since I moved out, I've been broke C F Am Ever since I grew up, I've been ugly C F Am Ooh, I need get me some dollar, dollar, dollar bills y'all C F Am Ever since I left my momma house, I've been mad as hell at the world C F Am Sometimes you don't gotta rhyme when you feel it C F Am Sometimes I barely ever feel a fucking thang C F Am Sometimes I wish that my fucking phone would fucking ring C And go off, and wake a nigga up F Am I'm used to being sad and I'm used to being down C F I'm used to being used, I miss my boy being around Hook: (Kevin Abstract) C F Am I gotta get better at being me (Being who I am) C F Am I gotta get better at everything (Being who I am) C F Am I just want a friend that I can hang out with (Being who I am) C F Am Someone I can sit around, lay on my couch with (Being who I am) Bridge: (Matt Champion) C F Droppin' all I got on this one day Am I just wanna be somebody someday C F Droppin' all I got on this one way Am I just wanna be somebody someday C F Droppin' all I got on this one day Am I just wanna be somebody someday C F Droppin' all I got on this one way Am G I just wanna be somebody someday Hook: (Kevin Abstract) C F Am I gotta get better at being me (Being who I am) C F Am I gotta get better at everything (Being who I am) C F Am I just want a friend that I can hang out with (Being who I am) C F Am Someone I can sit around, lay on my couch with (Being who I am) Outro: (Dom McLennon) C F I'm trying to look for motivation of smaller things Am But baby steps to my atonement when I foster dreams C F I've been told I'm too transparent with my thoughts sometimes Am So I wrote songs until they pass, and I can fall in line C F I fell apart the moment that you thought you found yourself Am Cause I knew at that point, I couldn't be in the equation anymore C F But moving on with open, broken hearts Am Will show you everything you need to see about yourself to start moving forward C F Am So many things I wanna say that I'm not sure need to be known But everybody swears they fucking know me C F Am So why, don't I lay every card I'm holding on the table? At that point I wonder what they'd show me C F Am I almost lost my father, still surreal for me to think about C Considering how many of my friends have lost theirs F Am I never know if what I'm saying is the right thing If not, I'm ready more than ever for the crosshairs C F It's all fair when it's not you Am Some people have angels, what if only shadows follow you? C F And all the ghosts inside that seem to hollow you Am The branches of the weeping willow start to swallow you C F And then you realize you're exactly where you're supposed to be Am C F Am The horizon clears, you wipe the tears And all the skeletons are ready for your story
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