Kunci: E major
Intro 1
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Cm
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Em
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How do it feel to be
Verse 1
high without drugs
Bm
Some say it's the feeling
D
of love for yourself
G
Em
I can't call it, I just threw up in the toilet
D
And all my life I said
I wasn't gonna be no
Cm
D
I'm fallin' son, tryna stay sober
but the alcohol be callin' son,
like a ghost so
G
Em
Let's make a toast to my liver
and my kidneys,
pour out a little Henny,
D
here's the gout in your 20s
Cm
D
Not many niggas make it to 30,
we ride dirty, breath stinkin',
Bm
already drinkin'
G
Em
Bright an d early, I done earled off Smith,
off a 10 and 8 ball,
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passed out on the bathroom floor
with my clothes off
Cm
Remember them Mickey's,
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tall can't fit in your dickies,
before they put them cameras
up in the corner store
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Em
It used to be so much fun
when we was young
D
Tryna holla at somethin'
smellin' like 151
Cm
Gettin' thrown out
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the club on buzz
I'm bout to go get the gun, dawg,
G
but I ain't even know where I was
Em
My nigga M .A. had to carry me home
on many days
D
It was Heineken, Becks, Andres, and EMJ
Bm
D
They say alcoholism is in my DNA
Cause my pops like to get
fucked up the same way
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Em
They say alcoholism is in my DNA
D
Cm
Cause my pops like to get fucked up the same way
G
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Em
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Cm
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Cm
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Fm
Em
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Cm
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I got so fucked up last night,
G
I passed out, assed out,
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man I couldn't even get to the house
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Em
And I know I should be drinking
on an empty stomach,
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but the flyer said open bar,
Cm
said fuck it, whip a bar,
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F#m
cut the rum from rum to cognac,
Bm
D
my body feel like I've been
Bm
G
fighting in combat,
Em
and I've been coughing up yellow shit,
breaking a sweat,
I've been shaking like a leaf,
D
but that's just what I get,
for pouring my own poison
and throwing it back,
G
D
and it's not enough to just
know better,
G
you gotta act,
Em
I know I said that the last time,
D
but I was having such a good time,
the liquor just took over my mind,
Bm
D
and I don't wanna be a gills
F#m
guy herring y 'all,
D
but when you living in the bottle
G
then the niggas stop caring
Em
cause the ones who made that alcohol
ain't my friend
but the sad part is
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I'ma probably do it again
Cm
D
god damn woah woah woah
G
Cm
woah woah woah woah woah
G
Em
I used to have a thing for cognac
D
nowadays
I train for combat
Cm
D
woah woah woah woah
pour your own poison
Fm
I used to have a thing
D
for cognac
nowadays
I train for combat
You
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