Strangers Chords by Kyle Richh, Jenn Carter, Tata

[D] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [E] _ _ _ _ _ [F#] _
_ [B] _ _ _ _ [F#] _ _ _
[B] _ _ _ [F#] _ _ [A] _ _ [D] _
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You said you were different, but [E] you're the [B]
same
_ God, you just won't feel as you felt what I felt
_ _ God, _ [A] _ God, only the [C#m] real can relate
At the top you don't care about your view
Fuck them [F#m] bitches, I'm all about you
[Em] Why do you treat me the way that you [F#] do?
_ _ If I went back to the bottom, is you really riding it [B] through?
Why is you hiding the truth?
[A] First of all, I was [D] born for you
Everyone wanna feel some love, can't see my boy, he got limited vision
Know he good, every [Em] credit he been in
Like all those hoes with unlimited [F#] minutes
And if the energy over a feeling
Just get to trust me, we [C#m] made out to function
80 degrees, we could go to the [F#m] beach
Roll up a swift, I'll be watching the sunset
_ Let's have a talk, open up and let me get in your mental
I don't want you to see me for my money
I [F#] want the love to be real
Try to see if she's stylin' for real
You sure will feel as you felt what I felt
_ _ _ Like if I crashed, you [F#m] grabbin' a wheel
_ [Bm] Keep it up, bro, bitch, what is you doing for me?
Got myself, it ain't nothing I need
[E] Like if I lose it, is you gonna [F#] leave?
Damn, I'm damaged, don't judge
Heartbroke, it's a fix to [B] it's worst
Like, like, damn, I miss you too
[A] But she pretty, I can't get [N] enough
Only the real can relate
At the top you don't care about your view
Fuck them bitches, I'm all about you
Why do you treat me the way that you do?
_ _ If I went back to the [F#m] bottom, is you really riding it through?
Why is you hiding the truth?
First of all, I was born for you
Fuck this love, I can't tell if it's true
[G#m] Double back, she go tops of my tool
In her stool, my tool, I'm a twerk in the pool
And that bitch not a [E] lover from out front of you
_ Where the fuck is you at?
When I'm calling her phone, she not [D] calling me back
To this bitch on my body, she got me attached
Fuck these [F#m] feelings I got in my pack
We could go tick for [C#] tack, I will still never lack
On her body, she don't [C#m] tell me but I can tell [F#] it's a act
If she just [B] want me for the buck, then [F#] that dumb bitch is out of luck
I keep my feelings in the clip, and [D] I just went in with my [E] cunt
_ Crap, _ [F#m] let's crack the [B] trish
Come here [C#m] with no kiss
Only feel safe with my hand on your hip
If they talking, I don't [F#] give a shit
Like, said I don't give a fuck
I don't know but you losing my trust
[F#m] Like, I don't know if it's love or it's [C#m] lust
Keep it up, buck, bitch
What is you doing for [Bm] me?
Got my stuff, it ain't nothing I need
Like, [E] if I lose it, is you gonna [F#] leave?
Damn, I'm damaged, don't judge
Heartbroken, got [C#m] fix on the trust
Like, like, damn, I miss you too
But she pretty, I can't get enough
Since you left, I been stuck in the rut
Like, it's only me and my cunt
I got hundreds staring at the sun
Like, I'm too guap to put guap in my [F#] cup
I'm too dark to put guap in my blood
Like, all of us fucked the fuck up
[G#] Keep it to yourself, just to protect
Like, niggas dying, I cannot be [F#] nice
Call her phone when she getting me texts
Like, why the fuck you don't answer my texts?
I be sitting in the game like peeping the [C#] mess
But, you really threw it the best
I don't know who would love me if I was still pop
I be ill for the drugs, no, you want me to stop
You be bugging, you threw it a lot
Like, you too pretty to be such a thot
[E] She get all, she don't got a lot
She be acting and switching the pot
She only see me for shit that I got
Like, is [B] it the money or not?
_ If I'm not a rioter, you gotta be holding it down
[C#] Till the day that I [F#] rot
Like, please just make me proud
_ _ _ _ Please _
_ _ _ _ _ [D#] _ _ _
_ [A#] _ _ _ _ [D#] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [N] just make [Em] me _ [B] proud _ _ _ _ _
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_ _ _ _ _ _ [C#] _ [F#m] _
_ _ _ _ _ [E] _ [N] _ _