Chords for Drake-deceiving(new)

[Bm] _ Yeah, I don't [F#] even need a notepad for [A] this one right here, man.
_ [F#m] Shut the lights off.
Let the rhyme work, you know.
I'd like to, um, I'd like to take the time to dedicate [A] this to a special somebody.
Guess I, you all heard my most recent addition to my collection of [Bm] female diff, you [Bm] know.
See man, you are the reason that [A] I don't believe in finding the love that I needed.
I'm Uncle Phil, I switch wifey like every season.
So, I guess it makes you ant [G]-vib until you take from me to the point that you can't give.
And when [F#] I see you out of bed, [A] I rise offensive.
What you expect though?
Kinda direct, yo.
This is all that [F#m] Dolce & Gabbana said was expensive.
I told ya, [B] Mr.
Edwards, I tried to say get on her, but she [A] wasn't satisfied with none of the things that I bought her.
And wasn't trying to show up none of the places I brought her.
And couldn't utilize none [E] of the things that I taught her, [Bm] so.
I was just trying to [F#] upgrade you.
I ain't [A] your understudy that's trying to upstage you.
I was your other buddy that tried to front page you, crown you.
Get to know the people [Bm] that surround you.
Funny to think that I wore the white gowns [A] you.
Cause now we sit around in the studio and clown you.
Oops, did I let that slip?
On my bad, did I let that [Bm] slip?
Can't forget that quiff.
Yeah.
Get that quiff.
Yeah.
[B]
Season.
I don't know what I'm gonna say for the second, uh.
I'm just saying, I got it.
Hold on.
Yo, uh.
Season.
Season, uh.
You are the [A] reason that when it gets cold in November, seems like it's freezing.
And I fit every stereotype that y'all believe in.
Cause when I say I'm serious, you claim you only [Bm] season.
I plan a trip to the trappings that you miss.
So [A] when I'm speaking, you only a topic when I'm pissed.
And in a couple years, I guarantee [F#m] you'll be thirsty.
And by then, I'll be looking like [Bm] Tropicana.
Twist, twist.
What up, Tessa?
I love you like [A] my own mama.
And your daughter's getting grown, mama.
And me, I'm just here working, waiting.
Patient for her to be ready to love and leave a long drama.
[B] Cause I don't really want to fight no more.
And [A] I don't want to diss niggas when I write no more.
And I don't want to bring chicks to the crib.
And watch the flick in the basement on the bed with [Bm] dim lights no more.
Now I'm losing the feeling.
They losing the pill.
And need to [A] step it up like Prince from Shoes on the Ceiling.
Oh, dang.
Did I let that slip?
All my fault.
Did I let that slip?
[G] I can't forget that question.
Season.
[F#] You, [B] you, you, you, you.
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