Chords for Dave - Picture Me - Later… with Jools Holland – BBC Two

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[Gm] ♪ Picture me, 23, a bag of sold out shows ♪
[F] ♪ I made out music, had to call my bros ♪
♪ [Eb] And this merchandise is poppin' ♪
♪ I sell all my clothes and [Dm] all these hoes are gold ♪
♪ Stuck up one real girl, [Cm] picture me, [C] 23, I didn't chase [Bb] my dream ♪
♪ My mom wanted me to do finance so I came off beats ♪
♪ [A] And now I'm sittin' at a desk with a tutu and [D] finance ♪
♪ Eatin' pasta on my lunch break while I'm scribbling my rhymes ♪
♪ And [Gm] picture me, 17 in an all black suit ♪
♪ [F] Laying still in a coffin surrounded by my crew ♪
[Eb] ♪ Giving half-hearted apologies for what you are ♪
♪ They bottle [Dm] me and runnin' when they shot at me ♪
♪ Next up if you [Cm] prodigy, wait, I meant poke, G ♪
♪ Picture me a [Bb] roadbanger, hope that you don't notice me ♪
♪ No face for the road, my [A] G, killin' in seven ways ♪
♪ Lemon haze how I smoke, [D] G, they ain't gonna get you out the beat ♪
♪ Pissed if you owe me [Gm] peace, the boys try and piss cake ♪
♪ Boy, what a [F] mistake, I'll come back with a shot and you'll blow your lungs out your [Eb] ribcage ♪
♪ Picture me a snitch, nah, I couldn't picture [Dm] that, picture me a snitch, nah, I couldn't ever think of [Cm] that ♪
♪ Picture me with a baby mum that didn't wanna see me [Bb] blow, so she let my talent go to waste like Rubino [Am] ♪
♪ I've been [A] involved, I've seen the roads with a good guy young, [D] and a bad cat life, and the ugly is the ugly, [Gm] but ♪
♪ Picture me a legend, world rider, and strut [F] alone, a word in the centre, top of verbs in the centres, [Eb] exactions in my letters ♪
♪ And I never [Dm] compromise, don't follow what the trend is, I create my own style [Cm] because I've got my own agendas, I've got music, all that matters [Bb] ♪
♪ But what about the kids that ain't athletes or rappers?
[Cm] _ _ _ [D] What about the kids that ain't athletes or rappers?
[Gm] Picture you!
I don't know your picture, can you paint it [F] for me?
And can you take out all the man that's gonna taint it [Eb] for me?
And can you take out all the girls that's gonna waste it [D] for me?
And illustrate how you're gonna get to all these [Cm] places for me?
And if you can't, then don't worry, G, you've got [Bb] time, but you just need to paint a picture or just get [A] the draft ♪
♪ How do you know you're going down the [D] wrong road if you're in the dark maze?
Let me go select [Gm] a path, but picture you talking loads about [F] goals and riches, with a phone full of crow shots, [Eb] hoes and bitches, and a head filled with fast dreams, [Dm] I talk to God like it's R.E.,. I'm out of my picture [Cm] because I can't see, I'm at war with my [Bb] mind, so I'm still over Skep getting Ed [Am] Blackhardy, and I don't mind because them man, they're all [D] speakers, like parties or conflicting infusions, I'm [Gm] still in the midst of the black store on my waist like [F] Guam, you guys were on my case, like I wasn't dialing [Eb] banks just to pay while you were busy flicking shanks for an interview, I'm still in the midst of the black store on my waist like Guam, you guys were on my case, like I wasn't dialing banks just to pay while you were busy flicking shanks for an interview, I'm still [Dm] _ _ _ _ [Cm] _ _ _ _ [Bb] _ _ _ _
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[Am] [D] in the midst [A] of the black store on my waist like Guam, you [Dm] guys were on my case, [D] like Long, long life with no stress. [Gm] Listen, I don't know your future, can you paint [F] it for me? Can you tell me where your best friends have [Eb] taken you? Can you tell me what your aspirations [Dm] are, your dreams? You get the money, brother, tell me what makes [Cm] you you. Can you tell me why you wake up, what makes [Bb] you sick? What makes you smile, what makes you laugh, what makes [A] you sick? Can you tell me why you're on this earth? [D] Can you tell me why you're living in this in and out of prison? [Gm] Are you trying to touch a nation? Or are you trying to [F] touch a navel? You get your picture, you get to paint it. [Eb] Are you playing in a stadium? Or are you sitting [Dm] in a station? You get your picture, you get to paint it. [Cm] You die inside the hospital, this brain that you make it. [Bb] You're working with the surgeons and the nurses trying to save [A] you. Or you're buried in a grave with some pennies in a chain. [D] Remembering that day to fix you, then again, I [Gm] let them boys think I'm panicking. I let Guardiola [F] see I'm manic and stop saying that you beat me, it's embarrassing. [Eb] I've never had these pagans, and my face is on this raffle [Dm] tin. How every other youth is on a chatty tin. See [Cm] me in a ring, it's black flames and lightsabers called [Bb] Yanakin. Music, money, pagans, education, how am I handling [A] it? I try so hard and my pacts don't give a message. [D] But it's messed up, still getting shredded by some savage. [Gm] I swear you don't know pressure. Ask Jack, [F] I have names, claim feel or no ill. Like I'm no [Eb] Edmonds, independent, no pressure. My [Dm] whole team knocked out to the socks, you should know [Cm] better. A-levels, no pressure. [Bb] And my ex just texted me, she should know better. [A] I've been still painting a picture, put a pen into my hands. [D] It's time to paint your picture, my brother. Now you can go [Gm] get it. _ _ _ [F] _ _ _ _ [Eb] _ _ _ _ [Dm] _ _ _ _
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