Chords for Quadeca - Insecure - Chipmunk version

_ _ _ _ _ _ She's so [D] _ _ insecure _ _ _
_ _ [G] _ Don't wait for me
_ [D] _ Don't wait for _ me
[N] Black fight, fuck that shit, fuck that shit
Yeah, we're coming up, fuck and we roll
[Am] Satisfied, fuck that, fuck, fuck, [E] fuck
I'm not a fake, I'm not a fake
I'm not a fake, [F] I'm not a fake
[E] _ _ _
I'm so sorry you're angry
[C] I'm paralyzed, so fucked up, your barber is sick
[B] I'm 18, making many faces
You were [F#] 18 and a virgin in the basement making great faces
And now you really think your music is a movie?
Oh, that's so profound, you've changed, that's so deep
Shut the fuck up, leave the studio and record some [E] FIFA
It's what you people wish, your music out in North Korea
Got so big and made so many fans
[N] That your friends are terrified to let you know that you're wet
Now your homies are the hitmen, eagles over the mast
Call Shane Dawson, I think this guy's a sociopath
Huh?
[E]
I saw you leave the studio with this [C] guy
You don't make your own shit, so how you gonna get this [B] high?
I had a point of being a life of an old fuck
But I killed your writer once, now he a ghost [E] of a writer
I never thought the hair style would make me dead in the book
But [C] all you guys fucking with me, way more heavy than you
I'm [B] telling the truth, I'm small, I'm skinny, I'm white
I got [C] a lisp, I'm awkward, and I'm fucking better than you
Yeah, yeah, let's take it back to the past
When you made a bed and people would actually laugh
[F#] And how you reacted at times, considering how bad you could rap
Huh, it's actually [G] sad how you don't know that you will actually die
It's actually mad, I'm not [E] sure you're gonna get a different band
But I never understand why you really wanna ban [C] me _ _
_ _ _ _ [B] _ _ _ _
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Yeah, yeah, _ _ _ [N] _
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_ _ _ _ [C] _ _ _ _
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_ _ _ _ I'm [N] _ _
_ _ a _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ [E] big fan of you, I'm a big fan of you
I'm a big fan of you, I'm a big fan of you
I [C] don't care about no motherfucking way, I don't care about [B] no way
All I want is a little bit of time, I don't need fucking money
Cause mama like a bitch and [Em] you're the man
That's sitting in the chair
[C] I don't wanna lie to you, so go
I'm gonna let you write back in [B] my _ [N] way _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [Dm] _ _ [Cm] _
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[E] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ You might have let his kid [Am] get out of the water
His kid would _ _ _ never been as pretty as Paula
You're like, how am I supposed to [B] talk to a son of a bitch
_ _ [Am] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ I'm just this guy, that game's playing five
I'm on your side, man, and he ran on your side
I'm on your [B] side, man, for a reason you wouldn't lie
[C] I'm bigger on a plane, it's [Am] more than a kiss, bye
Yeah, JJ should've shot me the A-game
But he made me his damn wife, he was a big thing
Now he's chasing _ A-team and putting up with the bums all day
I _ _
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_ _ [Am] _ _ _ _ _
just checked out what your grandma's on
Yeah, a lot of photos without a bandana on
Yeah, [B] she got hit and you so scared, why?
[Am] Ain't you hiding, boys, it's your girlfriend or your marijuana
I'm very confused, the rumors that you really getting no deal
When you said, I'm done with music, we all wish that you were coming the truth
You're gonna go transform, [B] that's so big and you're [Am] so sick
Man, sorry you're an asshole, and you transformed into a bigger person
Yeah, [E] no, you [Am] can't get on my calendar
I'm this bitch's channel, should've shot both and massacre
Mom's just [B] attacking, Laura, I just can't find your talent, [Am] sir
I think that ended back in 2012, just like that calendar
I'm some bullshit like a madman, boy, just tell me the fuck are you rapping for
You do not know to go boxing and not see your pop, you know I ain't going back and forth
I got a radio passenger, [B] the X put a hole in your track, or verse
I see [N] the most rebels get shot by a tiger when I wanna wear some Maverick merch
You ain't my brother _ _ _ _
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_ _ _ _ And Cornetta's gonna think he's bad, yeah, yeah, but please, please, Laura
_ Don't get that shot in my face _ _