Backseat chords by Little Simz

Intro:
Cmaj7 B7 Em7 Ebdim
Cmaj7 B7 Em7 Ebdim


Chorus:
      Cmaj7
Oh, all my life been a black sheep
    B7
All my life been the black keys
       Em7
True I never really was a bad breed
        Ebdim
Daddy probably rather me an athlete
        Cmaj7
Man that nigga move like a taxi
    B7
All my life in the backseat
        Em7
You talk about life is it that sweet?
     Ebdim
All these eyes staring at me

Verse 1:
            Cmaj7
I've been feeling real low nigga, lowkey (lowkey)
       B7
How a brave heart feeling so weak? (so weak)
        Em7
Tattoos on my passport, no sleep (no sleep)
         Ebdim
This is what you asked for don't weep
           Cmaj7
Don't winge, man I'm here and I won't leave
           B7
All I wanna do, make songs, blow trees
              Em7
Wouldn't be honest with myself if I don't speak
              Ebdim
So I make the point to address 'em man you know me (hey)
           Cmaj7
Got me believing in Buddha the more I proceed (yuh)
     B7
Oh this life isn't guaranteed (yuh)
    Em7
All my life felt a cold breeze
            Ebdim
And then now we staying up and never down, you hearing me now?
       Cmaj7
Give me some time and a little space, I'll figure it out
       B7
They wanna know my whereabouts, and who I'm around
     Em7
Been in wonderland for time tryna' find our way out
     Ebdim
You can hear it my rhymes, I'll be thinking aloud
      Cmaj7
I'ma be a ghost for a minute don't get in your feelings
        B7
I ain't even wrote for a minute, not a single lyric
       Em7
Man I got a life that is crazy most cannot live it
        Ebdim
See 'em tryna' sabotage me, got me fucking livid


Chorus:
      Cmaj7
Oh, all my life been a black sheep (black sheep)
    B7
All my life been the black keys (black keys)
       Em7
True I never really was a bad breed
        Ebdim
Daddy probably rather me an athlete (athlete)
        Cmaj7
Man that nigga move like a taxi (yuh)
    B7
All my life in the backseat (yuh)
      Em7
Talk about life is it that sweet? (yuh)
     Ebdim
All these eyes staring at me (yuh)


Post-Chorus:
 Cmaj7          B7
Phone rings and I missed called everyone
Em7            Ebdim
All I hear 'em saying is look what you've become
 Cmaj7            B7
This is what you signed up, before you forget
 Em7            Ebdim
This is what you get, uh, this is what you get


Verse 2:
     Cmaj7
All these eyes in the front row (front row)
       B7
Hella' pure souls in the front row
          Em7
Remember seeing J Cole I was in the front row
           Ebdim
Couldn't move, was in awe if you must know
           Cmaj7
Still struggling to find who I trust though
    B7
All my life in the cut though (yuh)
    Em7
All my life caught the bus home, through the north side
    Ebdim
Then I got a pedal bike, momma flipped when I got home
Cmaj7
 Like people get killed out here
   B7
But mummy I'm a rider and a fighter
       Em7
Never been a dickhead in life, never try me
         Ebdim
Don't get it confused 'cause I'm humble and I'm quiet
       Cmaj7
Loud niggas step into Simz and get silenced
          B7
I ain't gotta say how and it don't involve violence
       Em7
Though I got Gs that are already in the hair for it
        Ebdim
But there's no need, I just want peace
      Cmaj7
Take me higher, get an eight from the supplier
        B7
Make your mind up, what you mean? What you desire?
      Em7
Niggas hatin' but it's cool man, it's a minor
      Ebdim
I just do me on my own and I'm the driver
       Cmaj7
Twenty-three feeling older and I'm wiser
    B7
All my life search for what I'd die for
       Em7
Guess I'm the one, the people I'ma fight for
          Ebdim
Surely you should know who you rep, who you ride for


Chorus:
      Cmaj7
Oh, all my life been a black sheep (all my fuckin' life)
    B7
All my life been the black keys (black keys)
       Em7
True I never really was a bad breed (bad breed)
        Ebdim
Daddy probably rather me an athlete
        Cmaj7
Man that nigga move like a taxi (yuh)
    B7
All my life in the backseat (yuh)
      Em7
Talk about life is it that sweet? (yuh)
     Ebdim
All these eyes staring at me (yuh)


Post-Chorus:
   Cmaj7          B7
Oh, phone rings and I missed called everyone
Em7            Ebdim
All I hear 'em saying is look what you've become
 Cmaj7            B7
This is what you signed up, before you forget
 Em7            Ebdim
This is what you get, uh, this is what you get


Outro:
Cmaj7 B7 Em7 Ebdim
Cmaj7 B7 Em7 Ebdim
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