Capo: 1 Tuning:

I found these using the acoustic version, but you can play it however you want to. Capo 1 Intro: E----7--9--12--9--7---------7----------------| X2 B-9------------------9---9-----9--7--9-------| G--------------------------------------------| D--------------------------------------------| A--------------------------------------------| E--------------------------------------------| E--------------------------------------------| X4 B----9--7-----9--7-----9--7-----9--7---------| G-9--------9--------9--------9---------------| D--------------------------------------------| A--------------------------------------------| E--------------------------------------------| Verse 1:

When I was growing ^Gup, I had a lot of dreams, my momma told me “Son you could be anything” Long as you spread your ^Fwings, I know one day you’ll be great Just wait, soon you’ll ^Faim up at the sky and I’ll watch you float away But, ^Gnow that I am older, I’ll admit that I am over All the ^Gstress and shit that comes from holding life up on your shoulders It’s a ^Fchore, I’m sick of being bored, I’m sick of always stressin over shit I could ignore I guess it’s just my ^Gown immaturity, burnin’ through me internally, take imagination and making it a reality So, ^Fpause. Yo, fuck it, I’ll be right back Pay my^F tribute to the past, tell them all to kiss my ass for a second

Chorus:

^GI don’t wanna worry bout nothin for a while, I just wanna play around livin’ like a child With ^Fold tunes jammin on my Walkman, and some Sour Patch Kids and a Coke can ^GI don’t wanna think about anything at all, I just wanna run around doin what I want With a ^Fpretty ass girl and a slow jam, and some Sour Patch Kids and a Coke can

Verse 2:

I just wanna go ^Gback to the old school, old news, road rules, fresh prince, cartoons, good raps, dope tracks ^FI’m not tryin to be on it, I’m just tryin’ to be honest. Packed lunch, school crush, Bus home and play Sonic ^GI have been there, I have done that, made my mark up on the town Been ^Gstupid, I’ve been lucid, been a menace and a clown ^FWow, I’m chillin watchin’ Rocko’s modern livin’ wishin I could find a way to bring back Music Television No more^G Jersey Shore’n whorin’ or horribly borin’ versions of ^GShows from Great Britain, they’re written with no vision Yo ^Fdamn, so fuck it I’ll be right back Pay my ^Ftribute to the past, you can all just kiss my ass for a second

Chorus (repeated):

^GI don’t wanna worry bout nothin for a while, I just wanna play around livin’ like a child With ^Fold tunes jammin on my Walkman, and some Sour Patch Kids and a Coke can

Bryce Vine - Sour patch kids