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Bm I got rich and I got pictures still and they all look
G like my eyebrows.
C Love yourself girl and
Bm nobody will.
C No you a woman I don't know how you deal.
G With all the pressure
D to look
G impressive and go out in heels.
D I feel for ya.
Killer yourself and
G find a man that'll kill for ya.
C You wake up put makeup on,
Bm stare in the mirror
Am but it's clear that you can't face what's wrong.
G No need to fix what
D God already put his
G paintbrush on.
Your roommate
Em yelling why you
D gotta take
G so long.
Well it's like you
Em have a crooked smile.
I'm away, I'm away,
Bm I'm already
Am down.
I'm away,
Em I'm away,
D I'm already down.
When you're on
G there with trying to get your head
D down.
All of a sudden
Em you know I'm
Bm falling down.
C It's all the women with the flaws know it's
Bm hard my
C darling.
You wonder why you're lonely and your
G man's not
D calling.
Em You keep falling, victim cause you're
D insecure.
And when I tell you
G that you're beautiful you can't
C be sure.
Cause he don't seem to want you
Bm back and it's not
C your ass.
So all you see is what you
G lack and not what you
D pack.
G Take it from a man that loves what you got.
Bm And baby girl you a star
G don't let him tell you you're not.
C Now is it real.
Eyebrows, fingernails, hair.
F Is it real.
If
G it's not girl you don't care
D cause what's
B real.
Em Something that the
D eyes can't see.
That the
Em hands can't touch.
That them bras
Bm can't be
C in that shoe.
Never let them see your
Em friend.
C And if you need a friend to pick you up I'll be around.
D And we can ride with the
G windows down and
Em the music loud.
I can tell
D you ain't
Em last in a row.
But I wanna feel that kick and smash.
I'm away, I'm away, I'm already
Am down.
G _ .
Happy
D birthday to
A you.
N Happy birthday to you.
Happy
Eb birthday dear Leslie.
B Happy birthday to
Cm you.
I was trying
Gb to keep you away now.
But by the sun
C I know you're not.
D C I like what's on the screen.
You know the movie stars.
Picture perfect beauty
D queens.
But we got dreams and we got
Em the right to
N chase them.
Look at the nation.
That's a crooked smile.
G Races couldn't even
C straighten.
Seem
G like half the races either on
Am probation
C or in jail.
Wonder why
D we in war cause we in hell
Em already.
I ask if my
Gb skin pale.
G Would I then sell like Eminem or
C Adele.
Well one more time for the veil.
And fuck
Am all of that beef.
This nigga real.
Bm So many women
G don't give a damn.
Just
D open up that cell.
Let my brother
G out of jail.
C I got money for the bill now.
But well now.
If you asking
Am well I'll tell
Em now.
Hey hell nah.
I ain't sniffing
D cup.
Man they give
G them niggas stitches now.
If you was
Bm around then you wouldn't
G need it with
Gm the snap.
How you like this crooked
Cm smile.
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