• Am
  • C
  • Dm
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Tono:
Dm Am No, I can't be fooled
C F I ain't playing by your rules
Dm Am I'm known to lose my cool, but that's cool
C F 'Cause I'm known to be too cool
Dm Am There's a room full of toxic
C people, but it feels like it's just
F me and her in the room
Dm Am I'd rather me die before she, so I
C F mix drugs up tryna find my doom
Dm Am Tryna find my doom, doom, doom
C Tryna find my doom
F Dm Am C F Tryna find my doom, doom, doom, doom [Verse 1]
Dm Am I have a lot of troubles
C F I admit I'm running from 'em
Dm Am Walking through Hollywood
C F I admit, I'm astonished
Dm Am So much has happened in the last few months
C F From broke to rich to finding love again
Dm Am I said so much has happened in the last three months
C F More drugs to mix, so high I don't
Dm pick up the phone no mo'
Am C New phone, who is this? Uh-oh
F Dm Am You got some nerve, dumb ho
C Where were you before
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F Dm Am I could pay your mortgage?
C F Now all my shoes cost your car
Dm Am Karma's a ugly broad
C F Yeah, she'll leave her scars [Chorus]
Dm Am No, I can't be fooled
C F I ain't playing by your rules
Dm Am I'm known to lose my cool, but that's cool
C F 'Cause I'm known to be too cool
Dm Am There's a room full of toxic
C people, but it feels like it's just
F me and her in the room
Dm Am I'd rather me die before she, so I
C F mix drugs up tryna find my doom
Dm Am Tryna find my doom, doom, doom
C Tryna find my doom
F Dm Am C F Tryna find my doom, doom, doom, doom [Verse 2]
Dm Am Tryna find my tomb, ended up finding you
C F I assumed that you were gonna
Dm leave me overconsumed
Am C F Consumed, consumed, consumed
Dm Am Yeah, I'm fucked up, yeah, but you
C already knew
F What's your favorite color besides
Dm Am blue? You're always blue
C You always been the one for me, you
F knew that too
Dm Am Uh, fucked up, drunk driving on the avenue
C F Wrist hanging out the window, let
Dm Am the Rollie do what it do
C Keep a all black four-nickel on me
F too [Bridge]
Dm Am Fucked up, drunk driving on the avenue
C F Wrist hanging out the window, let
Dm Am the Rollie do what it do
C Keep a all black four-nickel on me
F too, on me too [Chorus]
Dm Am No, I can't be fooled
C F I ain't playing by your rules
Dm Am I'm known to lose my cool, but that's cool
C F 'Cause I'm known to be too cool
Dm Am There's a room full of toxic
C people, but it feels like it's just
F me and her in the room
Dm Am I'd rather me die before she, so I
C F mix drugs up tryna find my doom
Dm Am Tryna find my doom, doom, doom
C Tryna find my doom
F Dm Am C F Tryna find my doom, doom, doom, doom
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