Kids Are Growing Up chords by The Kid Laroi

• Capo on 2nd

🎸 Intro:

D    Bm     G    F#m  (x2)



🎸 Verse :
D                        Bm
  Growing up I used to wanna be my Uncle Wayne
G                  F#m                            D
  Until I saw his body layin' in the grave  Rest in peace)
              Bm                    G
Growing up I used to want a Jeep Wrangler  Haha)
F#m                        D
Until I got to drive a Range
              Bm                       G
Growing up I used to have a lot of friends  **** 'em all)
 F#m                        D
Until I saw the money change 'em  **** ‘em all)
              Bm                      G
Growing up I used to want a lot of ****
 F#m                     D
Until I met Ben Franklin
                         Bm                            G
I'm writin' this from a place that you ain't heard about
                     F#m                                    D
That you could only comment through the word of mouth  That's real)
                       Bm
Growing up
I used to tell my ma, "I'll work it out"
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  I worked it out but now still somehow **** ain't working out
                          Bm
Growing up
I watched my favorite rappers interviews
G                                 F#m
  I ain't believe 'em when they said, "It ain't all what it seems"
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  But now I'm here, realized they were tellin' truth
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'Cause you sacrificed yourself for everybody's needs, by any means
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I'm married to the game for this diamond ring
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And I spend more time with her than anybody else it seems
D                            Bm
  Court side with my *****, we can't see the nosebleeds
 G                           F#m
Afterparty
Bootsy Bellows, **** make they nose bleed
D                                     Bm
  Always stressin' 'bout my brother
I know this **** hard on him
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Always stressin' 'bout my momma but I know that God got her
D                                 Bm
I'm stressin' out more now than what I did at rock bottom
G                              F#m
And I'm blowin' more clouds, hopin' that'll help stop it
      D                                 Bm
It's all smoke and mirrors with these *******
                     G                  F#m
It's all smoke and mirrors with 'em all   For real, haha)
D                            Bm               G
  Promised the world and delivered me a atlas
                   F#m         D
But I guess that's how it goes

🎸 Chorus:
D    Bm    G                F#m                D       Bm
Ooh,      I don't know why I can't believe it   Oh, yeah)
G              F#m            D        Bm
  Oh, nothin' ever as it seems at all  Ooh)
G                F#m                    D      Bm
  I thought my nightmares were my dreams  Ooh
I don't believe)
      G              F#m           D
This ain't what it seems now, no