Milk Ukulele chords by BROCKHAMPTON

Tuning: G C E A (G C E A)

Verse 1: (Ameer Vann)
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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
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And there's a couple women, and they know some things
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About lies that I done told and shit that I done said
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And niggas that I robbed, so I'm real paranoid
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I have voices in my head

Verse 2: (Merlyn Wood)
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Hi, my name is Merlyn, I just applied for food stamps
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I just moved to California, with my boy band
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Dropped out of a good school, hippies in my commune
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I left 'fore the rent was due, used to want a briefcase
C          F
And a short commute, used to wanna sell coke
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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
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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)
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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)
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Droppin' all I got on this one day
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I just wanna be somebody someday
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Droppin' all I got on this one way
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I just wanna be somebody someday
C              F
Droppin' all I got on this one day
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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)
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I'm trying to look for motivation of smaller things
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But baby steps to my atonement when I foster dreams
               C                F
I've been told I'm too transparent with my thoughts sometimes
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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
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Cause I knew at that point, I couldn't be in the equation anymore
      C             F
But moving on with open, broken hearts
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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
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I almost lost my father, still surreal for me to think about
               C
Considering how many of my friends have lost theirs
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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
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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
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The horizon clears, you wipe the tears

And all the skeletons are ready for your story