Sunburn chords by Dominic Fike

• Difficulty: Beginner 👶

♫ Chorus:
Am           G
Hold on, misdemeanor
        C
Can you slow down?
F
Down
Am                 G
Slow down, you misdemeanor
       C
Can you hold out?
F
Out

♫ Verse 1:
Am
Same shit, but different days where I'm from
       G
Bitches droppin' like old ladies and such (Where I'm at, where I'm at)
     C
Yeah, Southern Florida, I was raised in the sun
        F
You throw shade, get hit by rays from the suns
            Am
Baby went to class, then graduated to get her paycheck
               G
Baby done had a baby, now the baby daddy ain't in the picture
            C
I'm on this music (What)
                                            F
Mama went to jail, we was hungry, I'm on this music (What)
                                           Am
Everyone grew up and got comfy, I'm on this music (What), dawg
                                              G
Who you call when you don't got the money for school at all?
                                              C
Mama cryin, thinkin' 'bout one day how we gon' lose it all
                                       F
I would die before that happened, I'm pickin' the strap up before you pickin' my slack up, baby


♫ Pre-Chorus:
Am
Same shit, but different days where I'm from
      G
I was screaming, feel a strain in my lungs (Where I'm at, where I'm at), yeah
C
When I die, baby, lay me in the sun
F
When I die, baby, lay me in the sun


♫ Chorus:
Am           G
Hold on, misdemeanor
        C
Can you slow down?
F
Down
Am                 G
Slow down, you misdemeanor
       C
Can you hold out?
F
Out


♫ Verse 2:
Am
Dropped off, heard he got picked off in a parking lot
 G
He should've stashed the brick in the body shop
          C
Brody got jammed as a juvie, we call it child lock
                  F
And before he was playin' with a toolie, he had a scholarship
                   Am
And now I'm in his Range goin' fifty, goin' sixty
        G
Goin' two-hundred, goin' through somethin', tryna run from my true colors
               C
Ooh, I got some nerves talkin' to you like I know ya
                       F
'Cause I know ya, it's the same from F.L.A. up to the Nolia


♫ Pre-Chorus:
              Am
And I told ya, same shit, but different days where I'm from
      G
I was screaming, feel a strain in my lungs, uh-huh
C
And when I die, baby, lay me in the sun
      F
When I die, baby, lay me in the sun


♫ Chorus:
Am           G
Hold on, misdemeanor
        C
Can you slow down?
F
Down
Am                 G
Slow down, you misdemeanor
       C
Can you hold out?
F
Out


Am G C F x2