White Keys

[Intro] G  Bm  A  F#m
        G  Bm  A  F#m

[Primera Parte]

G                      Bm
Aight, pitch-black Chevy antique, I 
was seventeen
A                                 
I ain't have nothing but some tees
      F#m
 and a pair of jeans
G                             Bm
Pine trees, but it smell like weed 
in the front seat
A                                 
You was en route to being famous 
   F#m
and everything
G                               
White keys 'cause she's way too 
Bm
major for everything
A                                 
I wanna be a part of it, what you 
         F#m
got goin' on
G                                  
Isn't as sad as you make it out to 
Bm
be?
           A                       
I wanna be mad, but you take it out
    F#m
 on me
G     Bm
1995, Teens in the Florida breeze
A                                  
Ice cream, she was so sweet before 
F#m
everything
G                       Bm
Tight squeeze, tryna fit me in your 
everyday, but you never came

[Estribillo]

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             G                     
The world is movin', we were never 
         Bm
meant to stay
          A
But I was workin' on the world
          G                        
I guess I thought that if I gave 
         Bm
you what I had
          A
I guess I thought that it would work

F#m     G     Bm    A
I never knew (oh)
F#m                G        Bm   
It was because of you (oh, oh, oh, 
 A
oh, ooh)
F#m      G        Bm    A
I never knew (oh, oh, oh, ooh)
F#m        G        Bm    A
Oh, I guess I never— (woah)

[Segunda Parte]

       G                      Bm
Aight, rich ass, tryna fit my Gs in 
these Prada jeans
A                            F#m
Mismatchin' with my Célines, king of
 everything
G                          Bm
Fifth stack comin' in this week, I 
bought everything
A                         F#m
Dispatchin' with all the G's, pulled
 up, wrecked the scene
G                           Bm
White keys 'cause she's way too 
major for everything
A                   F#m
The kids want this, the hoes want 
that
G                    Bm
I feel my heart inside my back
A                 F#m
I made a point to be intact
G                         Bm
And you don't even keep it wholesome
 with me
A                    F#m
You were singin' old songs with me

[Estribillo]

             G                     
The world is movin', we were never 
         Bm
meant to stay
          A
But I was workin' on the world
          G                        
I guess I thought that if I gave 
         Bm
you what I had
          A
I guess I thought that it would work

F#m     G     Bm    A
I never knew (oh)
F#m                G        Bm   
It was because of you (oh, oh, oh, 
 A
oh, ooh)
F#m      G        Bm    A
I never knew (oh, oh, oh, ooh)
F#m        G        Bm    A
Oh, I guess I never— (woah)