Emotionally Scarred chords by Lil Baby

Tuning: Standard (E A D G B E)

Intro:

D F#m D F#m D F#m D F#m

Verse 1:
  D
A love letter came through the mail, it said, "I miss you"
  F#m
I ripped it up and flushed with the tissue, try to forget you
        D
I ain't got nothing against you, we human, we all got issues
        F#m
But I'm tired of being tired of being tired
                     D
That part of me done died, I see it, then I don't act like I'm blind
    F#m
I'm confident it won't be one of mine
                          D
I know emotions come with lies, so I tell the truth all the time
                             F#m
Ain't got no sympathy for no bitch, I admit that I'm rich and I'm lit

Verse 2:
D
Jumping up on stages, I get two hundred an occasion
        F#m
Bro had really fucked the game up, we made niggas shut they trap down
D
They see how I made it, I'm the reason they won't rap now
F#m
See me out in traffic, make a hater pull his hat down
    D
The biggest OG's salute me, a stylist can't even style me
    F#m
The robbers probably wanna get me, I'm hopping out Lamborghinis
    D
The youngins turn in my city, they try me, I get it cracking
F#m
Some of this still would happen if I never had started rapping

Verse 3:
   D
My people them still steady trapping and they still be getting active
  F#m
I tell them to chill, I'm tryna run up these M's
     D
Paid cash and then he post the crib, no
                    F#m
I can't show nobody where my mama live, that's how I 'posed to feel?
                       D
My niece just asked me were my diamonds real, I said, "Of course"
                  F#m
I just played the hand that I was dealt, didn't have to force
           D
All around the world they know it's me, they hear my voice
           F#m
And I done it all in a pair of Diors, yeah


Chorus:
D
    Young age, learned how to get paid
F#m
    Big stage, long way from Section 8
D
    Big wave, he gon' have to get saved
F#m
Riding in the foreign, chiefing on the forest

D
I know I wasn't there for you, at least I said I'm sorry
F#m
You know what it was, I told you that I was heartless
D
  I'm emotionally scarred, that ain't even your fault
          F#m
But don't listen to them haters tryna fill your ears with salt


Verse 4:
D
    All this revenue coming in, I'll probably never spend
F#m
    I just bought my BM a Benz, now that's another Benz
D
    I just cut off all of my friends and brought my brothers in
F#m
    I don't see nobody but me, who I'm gon' lose to?
D
    I can't move around without tools, these niggas loose screws
F#m
    I can see me taking the lead over the new school
D
    They remember me from selling weed at my old school
F#m
    Only hit it once and now it's old news

Verse 5:
         D
Blew up, who would knew? Paint my Trackhawk Nipsey Blue
                  F#m
If I get one, you get one too, I really move how bosses move
               D
I never call myself a G.O.A.T., I leave that up to the people
          F#m
Everybody can't go to the top, I had to leave some people
           D
I'ma be forever scheming, woke up, I thought I was dreaming
                    F#m
Watched my lil' boy play with toys, I just dropped a tear of joy
                 D
Some shit that I feel for I been going crazy with that scoring
                                              F#m
Call me Baby Harden, They say I'll be great, I guess I'm waiting for it


Chorus:
D
    Young age, learned how to get paid
F#m
    Big stage, long way from Section 8
D
    Big wave, he gon' have to get saved
F#m
Ridin' in the foreign, chiefin' on the forest

D
I know I wasn't there for you, at least I said I'm sorry
F#m
You know what it was, I told you that I was heartless
D
  I'm emotionally scarred, that ain't even your fault
          F#m
But don't listen to them haters tryna fill your ears with salt

D
    Young age, learned how to get paid
F#m
    Big stage, long way from Section 8
D
    Big wave, he gon' have to get saved
F#m
Ridin' in the foreign, chiefin' on the forest

D
I know I wasn't there for you, at least I said I'm sorry
F#m
You know what it was, I told you that I was heartless
D
  I'm emotionally scarred, that ain't even your fault
          F#m
But don't listen to them haters tryna fill your ears with salt

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