Tonalidad: F# minor
Verse 1
C
Em
D
C
Leave your phone,
call the mine
Em
C
They'll catch a hint, in due time
I think, think that I
Em
Could fuck the idea of
C
him out of your mind
You said he rap, he ain't sign
That ain't a good sign,
Em
D
C
change your mind
Good conversation and some rosé wine
Em
Unless there's some other
D
C
things you got in mind
Remind me, ayy, ayy
Em
D
C
The smoke got me talking in Dutch
A pill and these beads and so what?
She leaning on me, I'ma crutch
Em
She creaming on me, I'ma crush
D
C
Her photos don't need a retouch
She asking why I haven't done nothing
I didn't know we in a rush
Em
Enjoying the moment so hush
C
My album is paying the bills
I don't even need a deluxe
Her stomach is flat as fuck,
Em
she still feel that shit in her gut somehow
D
C
The fat must've went in her butt somehow,
I don't even ask her what's up
She sayin' that shit is natural,
Em
I don't care if she makin' it up
D
C
I never put you in the Uber, girl,
I'm always gon' send you a truck
I'm always gon' keep it a buck,
Em
you give me that shit and I'm stuck
D
C
Steady on my ways,
cause a lot of broke niggas
round the way
Ridin' round town and they
Em
C
lookin' for my face
Gotta pray to God above you,
girl you know that savage love you
Em
C
And I hope that you feel the same
Tryna be the one for you,
but my nickname true
Em
C
And I hope that I could change
Girl you know that savage love you,
girl you know that savage love you
Em
C
I gotta turn my bitch up, turn my bitch up,
turn my bitch up,
Em
D
turn my bitch up, turn my bitch up,
C
turn my bitch up,
turn my bitch up, turn my, no
Em
D
I gotta turn my bitch up,
C
turn my bitch, turn my bitch,
turn my bitch,
Em
D
C
gotta turn my bitch up, turn my, ayy
Em
A
Bm
I gotta stop going
C
Em
A
Van Cleef, Condo, third week
Bm
C
I like it but I'm too geek,
Em
A
tryna turn you up
Bm
C
I gotta stop going
Em
A
Lancy, Rowley, first week
Bm
C
You're misreading me, I'm too geek,
Em
A
tryna turn you up
Bm
You were lost into me,
C
Em
I didn't get no finders fee
A
You're acting like a bride -to -be,
Bm
behind closed doors slamming me
C
Friends are all advising me,
Em
A
saying I could die, tryna turn you up
There's three sides to the story girl,
Bm
the one you subtweet
C
Em
The one your group chat gets to read,
the one you come and tell to me
Am
A
I understand it finally
Bm
A
C
I'm trying to give you highs
And you're planning our goodbyes
Em
While I turn you up
A
Bm
It's my fault
C
Burning cash like it's lit
Am
A
Bm
Penthouse and some new attire
C
Em
I fulfill all of your desires
A
Em
Am
You don't work,
Bm
but you act retired
C
Cause you know that you're mine
Am
Em
A
and it's my fault
Bm
It's my fault
C
It's my fault for once
Em
I take accountability
Am
Bm
that you got superpowers
on your knees
C
It's my fault for once
Em
don't keep you grounded on your feet
A
It's my fault for once
Bm
I drain accounts to make you love me
C
It's my fault for once,
Em
this one -sided loyalty
A
My fault for once,
Bm
I'm painting on your feet
C
Doing things just to set you free,
Em
see you breathe
A
It's my fault for once,
Bm
I got the wagon G
C
Got you ridin' round with n****s
Em
that are nothing like me
Am
A
It's my fault for once,
Bm
that's how you make it seem
C
Am
Em
Am
It's my fault, it's my fault
Em
You were lost into me
Am
C
Em
Am
Em
You were lost
C
Em
D
into me
Am
Bm
Em
Am
You were lost into me
C
D
C
Am
My confidence is super low, baby
Bm
Em
C
You know I got a heart of gold
Em
D
Am
You pawn that shit and hit the road, babe
Em
For goodness sake, to this rate
Am
C
Bm
Your funeral is finna' happen
G
Bm
D
like ten cash gets on display
Am
Em
One for you, the other nine
C
for everything you take into the grave
Em
D
You don't play, you don't,
Am
you don't, you don't, you
Em
Am
You don't play no games
D
Bm
There's three things I learned
C
Am
from love for free
Em
Only day ain't really worth chasing,
Em
People don't normally play
Am
roles on screen
Em
Messy started getting trendy,
Am
gotta keep it clean
Bm
D
Am
Am
You know I keep it clean
Em
C
Clean as I can
Am
All weapons formed against me,
G
Am
gotta jam
Em
Brought you underdogs,
Am
treat you like the fam
Should've been a well -bound thank you,
Bm
Em
Know you got my confidence on sale
C
Am
In case you wanna feel
better about yourself
Am
Em
Am
Am
You were lost into me
Em
C
Em
D
Am
You were lost into me
Bm
Em
Am
Am
Em
C
Em
D
Thanks forwatch
Am
Em
Am
ing
guys!
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