SiR - Rapper Weed ft. Boogie Chords

_ _ [G] _ _ _ [E] _ _ [F#] _
_ _ [Bm] _ _ _ _ _ _
[E] _ _ [F#] _ _ _ [Bm] Clear [G] skies, white walls,
[F#m] punching in my rearview as [F#] the night falls.
Listening [Bm] to old Kanye,
[G] feeling like new Kanye.
[F#] My life is rhyming, me like 2-1,
yeah [Bm] it's okay,
I shouldn't have to tell you [G] that I've been here.
[F#] This is not a gimmick,
please don't push me to my limit.
[Bm] I'll be getting [G] tired of being [Em] friendly.
[F#] I go hard until my tank is empty.
[Bm] I'm not really [G] in the competition,
_ [F#m] hating me [F#] won't ever get you mentioned.
[Bm] I stay in my [G] lane, oh I stay in my lane.
[F#] Might be driving you to rain,
but my view never change,
[Bm] no matter what flies in [F#] plain.
She got that G5,
get out some heat,
drop at the top,
don't make me handle the wheel.
All [Bm] we've been spoken is guilt,
[F#] cheap out the roll up again.
But we ain't even getting high no more.
[Bm] Now we ain't even getting [G] high no more.
Now [F#m] we ain't even getting [F#] high no more.
[Bm] Now we ain't even [G] getting high no [F#] more.
Now we ain't even getting high no more.
Oh man,
[Bm] she keep on [G] asking me why that blunt still ain't [F#m] went out.
You [F#] lose your patience,
they fuck it, just put that shit out.
And [B] lately we both ain't [G] been out,
been hiding up in our consciousness.
[F#m] Try to tell me be [F#] moderate,
shit we boosting our [Bm] tolerance.
Let's [G] smoke the paper that read our fate,
till we know the [F#m] pages.
Let's know the [F#] matrix that hide the truth,
we not in it, [Bm] face it.
Running through your [G] days with no steady [Em] pacing.
Fuck you racing to your [F#] own demise,
we ain't finna make it.
I keep on [Bm] saying,
I call [G] you, call both calls, get [F#m] missed, yeah.
Won't [F#] call you back, I text you, [Bm] piss, yeah.
I [G] keep the roach,
I smoke the tips.
[F#m] I hurt my thumb,
[F#] I burn my lips and shit.
[Bm] I need the smoke to be [G] straight.
I gotta get me [Em] some bands.
I cop [F#m] the 8th like everyday,
[F#] borrow that shit from my man.
Still [Bm] I forgot to go pay.
[G] He told me never again.
[F#] Now I ain't even getting high no more.
[Bm] The mama flies [Em] the thing,
she got that D5 deal.
Dogs [F#] on me drop at the top,
[F#] go make me handle the wheel.
[Bm] I'll be the smoke in his [F#] kill,
she bout to roll up again.
But we ain't even getting high no more.
Now [Bm] we ain't even getting [G] high no more.
[F#m] Now we ain't even [F#] getting high no more.
Now we ain't even [G] getting high no [F#] more.
Now we ain't even getting high no more. _
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