Solo Reprise

Abmaj7                        
So low that I can see under the 
                 G7
skirt of an ant
                         Cm
So low that I don't get high no more
                             Cm7
When I Geronimo, I just go, "Heh"
                  Fm7
Solo, my cup is a rojo, my cholo, my
 friend
Cm7
So low that I can admit
  Bb                               
When I hear that another kid is 
          F
shot by the popo
                   Cm7
It ain't an event no more
                    Gm
So low that no more high horses, so 
hard to wear Polo
Bb
When I do, I cut the pony off
 Bb                                
Now there's a hole where there once
                      Ab
 was a logo, how fitting
Ab
So low that I can give a fuck about 
what is trending

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Tryna cut down on my spending

Regardless of winning, instead of 
pretending
       Cm7
And bending over backwards
Cm7
Over half of these hoes had work 
done
Cm7
Sayin' they want something real from
 a man
Cm7
Just saying it, we being real 
persons
Cm7
I hate that it's like this, I feel 
for you, ant
Cm7
I don't know what it's like with a 
skirt on
Cm7
So pardon me if I am being 
insensitive
Cm7
But darling, this only worsens
Gm                            
So low my halo stay way low, it 
                  Cm
feels like it's bent
                                Gm
So low that when they throw pussy or
 pesos
                          Cm
Don't pay no attention to it
                      Gm
So low that I am no rookie, but feel
 like a kid
 Bb
Lookin' at the other kids
  Bb
With astonishment while I'm on 
punishment
 Bb
Watchin' the summer come close to an
 end
Fm7                             
After twenty years in, I'm so naive 
Cm7
I was under the im-
                 Fm7
'Pression that everyone wrote they 
own verses
                 Eb
It's comin' back different and, 
yeah, that shit hurts me
                     Cm
I'm hummin' and whistlin' to those 
not deserving
                      Eb           
I've stumbled and lived every word,
                            Bb
 was I working just way too hard?