Caught Their Eyes

F#m
Ready for it
F#m
I'm ready for it
F#m   A
Yeah, ahh

[Bridge: JAY-Z]
A C#m
Eastside nigga with the feets high
Nigga with that Lisa, uh
A                           C#m
Talkin' about that Lisa, nigga, with
 that Westside, nigga
F#m
With that Eastside, that dance, uh

[Verse 1: JAY-Z]
A                            
Your eyes speak the truth when 
   D
everything else lies
F#m
May pretend that we kin but the 
vibes don't fly
F#m    A
Bruh, I survived readin' guys like 
you
               D                 
I'm surprised y'all think you can 
                    A
disguise y'all truths
A
I seen eyes wide as they're about to
 shoot
F#m
You can be a hairpin off and you can
 trigger your roots
A  F#m
I wave to these haters, don't give 
me dap
A                      F#m       
You know the world can see just 
               A
how phony you act, bruh
B                              A
Y'all body language is all remedial
How could you see the difference 
           F#m
between you and I?
       A
My crash course was much tougher
'Round friends who kill they friends
Then hug their friends' mothers
And show up at the funeral, complete
 with blank stares
F#m                               
Invisible ink, I had to read 
      A
things that wasn't there
Memories may sneak down my cheek
B                                
But I could see a side-eye in my 
A
sleep

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[Chorus: Frank Ocean]
B                                 
Ready for it, deep breath, fill up
       F#m
 the void
B                      A
Eyes open them up, check off the 
coins
Still stingin' from tears, they try 
to see you
B              A
I'm ready for earth, ready for real
B
Solipsistic, admit it, I see you 
there
                       A
So it seems, so you seem
B                        A
I can't tell if you're image or are 
just the flare
B                     A
In my dreams, in my dreams

[Verse 2: JAY-Z]
A
I sat down with Prince, eye to eye
                  F#m
He told me his wishes before he died
A
Now, Londell McMillan, he must be 
color blind
They only see green from them purple
 eyes
A                B
They eyes hide, they eyes high
                A
My eyes wide shut to all the lies
F#m                               
These industry niggas, they always
    A
 been fishy
B                       F#m
But ain't no Biggie, no lazy eye, 
huh
A
This guy had 'Slave' on his face
B
You think he wanted the masters with
 his masters?
F#m
You greedy bastards sold tickets to 
walk through his house
D                                 
I'm surprised you ain't auction 
        A
off the casket
B
Don't big bro me, don't "Big Homie"
                    F#m         
I've seen pure admiration become 
 A
rivals
F#m                          A
I've been to Paris at least two 
times
F#m                               
I've seen the Eiffel, I've seen a 
  A
eyeful

[Chorus: Frank Ocean]
B                                 
Ready for it, deep breath, fill up
       F#m
 the void
B                      A
Eyes open them up, check off the 
coins
Still stingin' from tears, they try 
to see you
B              A
I'm ready for earth, ready for real
B
Solipsistic, admit it, I see you 
there
                       A
So it seems, so you seem
B                        A
I can't tell if you're image or are 
just the flare
B                     A
In my dreams, in my dreams

[Post-Hook: Frank Ocean]
B
I've been out of touch for a couple 
years
A              F#m            A
I've been ready for this for real
F#m                A
Hopin' I can touch what I see
F#m                               
'Cause I've been ready for you, 
    A
for real

[Outro: JAY-Z]
B
Look, you've done enough
F#m
Have you no sense of decency, sir?
B                       A
At long last, have you left no sense
 of decency?
F#m
Eastside nigga with the feets high
A
Nigga with that Lisa, uh
F#m                               
Talkin' about that Lisa, nigga, 
          A
with that Westside, nigga
F#m                     A
With that Eastside, uh