Pac-Man
ScHoolboy Q
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Gm F You can freak me out, you can throw me in the lion pitGm F You can borrow my hands and tell me I'm not hereGm F Gm I'm a mad Pac-Man, livin' in a leveled worldGm F Everywhere I go I don't know where I am [Verse 1]Gm F You can call me cracked, you can call me mad and stifledGm F Gm You can hold my hand, sail me into bathing lightGm F Gm Everybody knows, when I was sad, I fell for youGm F F Everywhere I go, I'm stressin' out, I'm stressin' outF F F I'm stressin' out, I'm stressin' out, stressin' out [Chorus]Gm F You can hide your head, you can throw me in the lion pitGm F You can borrow my days and tell me I'm not blueGm F Gm Everybody knows, when I was sad, I fell for youGm F Gm Everywhere I go, I don't know where I am [Break]Gm Gm I'm stressin' out, I'm stressin' outGm Gm I'm stressin' out, I'm stressin' outGm Gm I'm stressin' out, I'm stressin' outGm Gm I'm stressin' out, I'm stressin' outContinúa después del anuncioGm Gm I'm stressin' out, I'm stressin' outGm Gm I'm stressin' out, I'm stressin' outGm Gm I'm stressin' out, I'm stressin' out I'm stressin' out [Verse 2]Gm F Uh, how can I trust truth?Gm F Uh, when I ain't got nothin' to sellGm F I shattered my thoughts to get out my shellGm F Uh, why would I hold my tongue to tuck in my nails?Gm F Ayy, can't dream if my ego is brokeGm F The jokes that try to find the answer to nope (Uh)Gm F My type of drive, you can't buy this shitGm F You got a heart but it don't beat like thisGm F I had a spark, then my mind went tripGm F Create the wave so the vibe all mix [Break]Gm F (I'm a mad Pac-Man) SuuGm F (Livin' in a leveled world) [Verse 3]Gm F Yo, I been at the top of the topGm F Fell from the ceiling before I failGm F 'Cause I needed to grow, Bruce Lee, royal with the glowGm F Uh, walked on the edge, fuck tryna dream in the bedGm F 'Fore I die on these meds, niggas gon' die on the fedsGm F 'Fore I make it to jail, prolly put one in the headGm F Fuck the judge and the prosecutor for hangin' me dead Gm famj Plus thirty and still movin', I'm close to the left, right?Gm F Close to the left, right?Gm F All the trauma from past never taught me to fear heightsGm F Normal to fly now, can't be stuck in the red lightsGm F Take flight, the life gon' bloom for the Black KnightGm F Keep a piece, no Buddhist, got the whole boomin'Gm F I'm like a Crip how I stewed it, you on your ass, stuck, stupidGm F You makin' we look bad, I rock the beat, won't crashGm F I had to fill my bag, I had to hide my stashGm F You know the cops' lights flash, I had to clear my dashGm F I represent my flag, I gave the hood my lastGm F Every full-grown limit, I had to change my imageGm F The brain don't got limits, you think a mill' mean winnin'Gm F Pigs out here skinnin', your soul ain't authenticF You died and still ain't livin'