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Capo: 4 Tuning: E A D G B E
[Intro] Bm F# Emadd9 e|----2----2----0-----| B|----3----2----0-----| G|----4----3----0-----| D|----4----4----4-----| A|----2----4----2-----| E|---------2----0-----| [Chorus]
I need some wBmater BmSomethin' came over me F#Way too hot to simmer down F#Might as well overheat Too close to cEmadd9omfort As bEmadd9lood rush my favorite vein F#Heartbeat racin' like a junkie's F#I just need you to want me Am I aBmskin' too much? BmLet me put the head iF#n Ooh, I don't want more than F#that Girl, I respect the cat I pEmadd9romise just a touch Emadd9Let me put the head iF#n If it's okay F# She said, "It's okay."
[Bridge]
Bm Yeah Bm I need everybody's motherfuckin' F#hands up right now F# I need everybody's motherfuckin'- Emadd9Door and his Nike Air Rattles Rush the fire exit No Emadd9time for battles Well I, I never expected (This that new shit) F# This that new, new F#shit
[Verse 1]
Bm Wake up in the mornin' Thinkin' 'bout money, kick your Bmfeet up Watch you a comedy, take a shit, then roll some F#weed up Go hit you a lick, go fuck on a bitch, don't go to work F#today, cop you a fit Or maybe some kicks and make you-
[Interlude]
Emadd9Door and his Nike Air Rattles Rush the fire exit No Emadd9time for battles Well I, I never expected
[Verse 1]
F# Wake up in the mornin' Thinkin' 'bout money, kick your F#feet up Watch you a comedy- hol' up!
Bm Wake up in the mornin' Thinkin' 'bout money, kick your Bmfeet up Watch you a comedy, take a shit, then roll some F#weed up Go hit you a lick, go fuck on a bitch, don't go to F#work today Cop you a fit or maybe some kicks and make it Emadd9work today Hang with the homies, stunt on your baby mama, Emadd9sip some lean Go get a pistol, shoot out the window, bet your F#favorite team Play you some Madden, go to the club or your F#mama house Whatever you doin', just make it count (I need some water) Bm Wake up in the mornin' Thinkin' 'bout money, kick your Bmfeet up Hop in the shower, put on your makeup, lace your F#weave up Touch on yourself, call up your nigga, tell him F#he ain't shit Credit card scam, get you a Visa, make it Emadd9pay your rent Hop on the 'Gram, flex on the bitches that be Emadd9hatin' on you Pop you a pill, call up your bitches, have 'em F#waitin' on you Go to the club, have you some fun, make that F#ass bounce It's whatever, just make it count
[Chorus]
I need some wBmater BmSomethin' came over me F#Way too hot to simmer down F#Might as well overheat Too close to cEmadd9omfort As bEmadd9lood rush my favorite vein F#Heartbeat racin' like a junkie's F#I just need you to want me Am I aBmskin' too much? BmLet me put the head iF#n Ooh, I don't want more than F#that Girl, I respect the cat I pEmadd9romise just a touch Emadd9Let me put the head iF#n If it's okay F# She said, "It's okay."
[Verse 3]
Bm I wake in the mornin', my head spinnin' from the Bmlast night Both in a trance, feelings are dead-what a F#fast life! Manager called, the lobby call is eF#leven thirty Did this before, promised myself I'd be a Emadd9hour early Room full of clothes, bag full of money: call it Emadd9loose change Fumbled my jewelry, a 100K, I lost a Emadd9new chain Hop on the bird, hit the next city for aF#nother M Take me a nap then do it agF#ain We aBmll woke up, tryna tune to the Bmdaily news Lookin' for confirmation, hopin' election F#wasn't true All of us worried, all of us buried in our F#feelings deep None of us married to his proposal, make us Emadd9feel cheap Stale and sad, distraught and mad, tell the Emadd9neighbor 'bout it Bet they agree, parade the streets with your F#voice proudly Time passin', things change revF#ertin' back to our daily programs, stuck in our ways
[Bridge]

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Lust

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Lately, I feel like I been lustin' over the fame Lately, we lust

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on the same routine of shame Lately, lately, lately, my

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lust been heightened (Lately) Lately, it's all contr

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adiction Lately, I'm not here Lately, I lust over

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self Lust turn into fear Lately, in James 4:

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4 says Friend of the world is enemy of the

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Lord Brace yourself, lust is all yours
[Chorus]
I need some wBmater BmSomethin' came over me F#Way too hot to simmer down F#Might as well overheat Too close to cEmadd9omfort As bEmadd9lood rush my favorite vein F#Heartbeat racin' like a junkie's F#I just need you to want me Am I aBmskin' too much? BmLet me put the head iF#n Ooh, I don't want more than F#that Girl, I respect the cat I pEmadd9romise just a touch Emadd9Let me put the head iF#n If it's okay F# She said, "It's okay."