Free The Frail

 | G#    B     Ebm     F#
E|-x-----x------x------2--| 
B|-x-----x------7------2--| 
G|-5-----10-----8------3--| 
D|-6-----11-----8------4--| 
A|-6-----11-----6------4--| 
E|-4-----9------x------2--| 


[Intro]

You think you know me?

You think you fucking knew me
G#  B
 Mm, mm (ahem)
   Ebm
Mm, mm, mm, mm
                              G#
Don't rely on the strength of my....
 baby
        B
If it's good, then it's good
Break it down, this shit is outta my
 Ebm
 hands, hey


[Verse 1]

G#
   I feel annoyed
B
 I'm feelin' strange, I feel the 
gains, I fill a void
Ebm
 I'm still a roach, I'm doin' shows,
 I feel employed

Even though I'm coy , and you know 
that, boy

G#
   C'mon, I still feel the same
B
 I feel afraid, this Easy A, I'm 
feelin' framed
Ebm
 I wear a mask, I see the Banes, I'm
 still ashamed

Even though they aim, it's crazy, 
man

G#
  Feel like I'm losin' hope
B
 I'm on the web, I net the gross, I 
see the growth
Ebm
 I feel engaged, I'm in the game, 
don't need a coach

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But I really do, really don't

G#
  Huh, I just been in my head
B
 I'm gettin' fried, I'm on the side,
 I'm Kevin Fed
Ebm
 I played with fire, I can't retire,
 I need the bread, stat


[Chorus]
Don't rely on the strength of my 
G#
image, hey
        B
If it's good, then it's good
Break it down, the shit is outta my 
F#
hands, whoa
Said, don't rely on the strength of 
   G#
my image, hey
        B
If it's good, then it's good
Break it down, the shit is outta my 
F#
hands, yeah


[Verse 2]
N.C.
Look, I used to walk around with 
guns on me
G#
 Huh, I used to spin that bass to 
Michael Prophet
          B
I used to think you wasn't poppin' 
until you had a stalker
           Ebm
I'm not no alpha male, I'm Carly 
Rae, you Braden Walker

Look, ninety-nine ain't no stack, 
baby

       G#
Say it, two times, feel like 
Casanova
         B
Y'all be praying' to Jehovah, I be 
prayin' to Hova
        Ebm
I never whipped or sold the yola, 
still sold out the Nova (damn)

(Two claps right here)

Alright, let's clap


[Instrumental]

G# B F# Ebm (x2)


[Chorus]
Don't rely on the strength of my 
G#
image, hey
        B
If it's good, then it's good
Break it down, the shit is outta my 
F#
hands, no (such a cool chord change)
Don't rely on the strength of mine,
G#
 mine
        B
If it's good, then it's good
Break it down, the shit is outta my 
F#
hands, no


[Interlude]
N.C.
Oh, you think I'm lying?
N.C.
Fuck outta here, dawg
N.C.
-Sayin', huh


[Otro]
N.C.
Quicksand's
N.C.
Too thick to stand
N.C.
Figure out now what it is that you 
need
N.C.
I'll step out for a minute to 
breathe
N.C.
One set of footsteps in the sand, 
but I'm not being carried
N.C.
If it gets out of hand, you can go 
on without me