Conversations chords by Juice WRLD

Tuning: Standard (E A D G B E)

Intro:
G#m  E  E  F# x2

                G#m  E  E  F# x2
Oh my God, Ronny


Chorus:
      G#m                            E
The devil hit my phone, he wanna talk
    E                           F#
But I'm not really up for conversations
G#m                           E
I can have my cake and eat it, too
E                     F#
I just gotta make a reservation
G#m                  E
Chillin' in my head, but it's hot
E                  F#
Flames everywhere, I see Satan
G#m                E
Demons tryna run up in my spot a lot
E                      F#
Really, really runnin' out of patience

Verse 1:
   G#m            E
T— Timing, timing, timing
          E              F#
All about timing, timing, timing
               G#m             E
Sit back in my chair, relaxing and reclining
             E                  F#  N.C.
He has not a care in the world, no, I'm lying
                 G#m             E
Takin' all these meds to the face got me flying
                 E               F#
Takin' all these meds to the face got me dying
                   G#m             E
Smoke 'til my mind frying, eyes red, high and crying
                   E             F#
Numb the pain with Oxy and Dior, yeah, pricey
           G#m         E
Juice like 2Pac Shakur, no ice tea
          E                 F#
Givenchy, Louis V, Double V, icy
              G#m                        E
Wedding ring, better things, better half, wifey
            E                        F#
Only things numbing me from this hard life, uh, uh, alright


Chorus:
      G#m                       E
The devil hit my phone, he wanna talk
    E                           F#
But I'm not really up for conversations
G#m                    E
I can have my cake and eat it, too
E                     F#
I just gotta make a reservation
G#m                 E
Chillin' in my head, but it's hot
E                  F#
Flames everywhere, I see Satan
G#m                E
Demons tryna run up in my spot a lot
E                      F#
Really, really runnin' out of patience


Verse 2:
    G#m              E
I'm waiting, waiting, waiting, sittin' up
E               F#               G#m
Waiting, waiting, waiting, contemplating
        E
My heart racing
                E                F#
Feels like I'ma die every second of the day
               G#m  E
So I gotta get high
                E                        F#
Ain't no coming down, ain't no coming down, why?
                    G#m                     E
My anxiety bring me down, that's the fucking downside
                       E                   F#
It's like every time I ball, I just end up off-sides
G#m    E           E         F#
  This light of mine goes dim tonight
G#m      E
  Will I be alright?
E                  F#
  Let me guess, no answer, right?


Chorus:
      G#m                       E
The devil hit my phone, he wanna talk
    E                           F#
But I'm not really up for conversations
G#m                    E
I can have my cake and eat it, too
E                     F#
I just gotta make a reservation
G#m                 E
Chillin' in my head, but it's hot
E                  F#
Flames everywhere, I see Satan
G#m                E
Demons tryna run up in my spot a lot
E                      F#
Really, really runnin' out of patience


Outro:
G#m  E   E   F# x2