Chords for Wishes
Tempo:
79.9 bpm
Chords used:
A
F
C
E
F#
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret

Jam Along & Learn...
30, 30.
[F] [A]
[C] [A]
Sold my soul today [F] for cheap.
keeps.
friends.
all.
independent history.
[F] [A]
[C] [A]
Sold my soul today [F] for cheap.
keeps.
friends.
all.
independent history.
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_ 30, 30.
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Sold my soul today [F] for cheap.
Livin' fast, I play [A] for keeps.
Best wishes to you [F] and them.
My mind says I [A] don't need friends.
All alone, but [F] that's my fault.
Self-pity says [A] fuck them all.
A voice is talking through [F] the wall,
saying just move on.
Leroy, [A] I'm part of independent history.
Felonies, not [F] misdemeanors.
Humble to my core.
If you see me, well, it's [A] nice to meet you.
Y'all got me reaching for the stars.
I don't [C] have to please you.
Crazy, I'm insane.
Jump the deep end for no [A] fucking reason.
I can't chill, man.
This part of my [C] makeup.
Salutations to the Lord if I somehow wake [A] up.
Been stubborn from the jump.
See, my mind's been made [F] up
and all the bad shit going.
Can't nobody come save [B] us.
Hopped on a crazy train.
I'm feeling like [F] Ozzy.
Underground strong.
We ain't winning no [A] Oscars.
I've been sick since 99.
Still ain't calling the [C] doctor.
If he dis me, come correct
and make the rhyme scheme [A] proper.
So far, so good.
I just made [C] prosper in the pitch black.
Kick back, smell the cigar, [A] burn creek squad.
Yeah, y'all knew it was our [C] turn.
Just a good old boy's dirty
coming straight out of yard [A] work.
Sold my soul today [F] for cheap.
Living fast, I play [A] for keeps.
Best wishes to you [F] and them.
My mind says I don't [A] need friends.
All alone, but [F] that's my fault.
Self pity says fuck [A] them all.
A voice is talking through [F] the wall.
Saying just look more.
_ [A]
Mossberg pump with the camera on the [C] barrel.
Y'all talk shit, words fall on deaf [A] ears though.
Y'all throwing rocks,
we sending shots at your [C] earlobe.
Knock off your head, brain's gone like the [A] scarecrow.
I ain't sell my soul, but I will sell our [F] souls.
All this gold got me feeling like a pharaoh.
[A] Hey, you ain't down to roll, so I know you a [F] foe.
We got guns, ammo, knives and arrows.
[A] Look, I die before someone say I'm [F] not shit.
Y'all on, can we get along?
I'm the [A] opposite, I'm convinced.
Y'all sit when you pissed [C] like a bitch.
I stand like a man, I ain't on that [E] Nike shit.
Sold my soul today [C] for cheap.
Living fast, I play [Am] for keeps.
Best [A] wishes to you [F] and them.
My mind says I don't [A] need friends.
All alone, but that's [F] my fault.
Self-pity says fuck [A] them all.
Voices talking through [F] the wall.
Saying just move on.
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_ 30, 30.
[C] _ _ _ _ [A] _
_ _ _ [F] _ _ _ _ [A] _
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Sold my soul today [F] for cheap.
Livin' fast, I play [A] for keeps.
Best wishes to you [F] and them.
My mind says I [A] don't need friends.
All alone, but [F] that's my fault.
Self-pity says [A] fuck them all.
A voice is talking through [F] the wall,
saying just move on.
Leroy, [A] I'm part of independent history.
Felonies, not [F] misdemeanors.
Humble to my core.
If you see me, well, it's [A] nice to meet you.
Y'all got me reaching for the stars.
I don't [C] have to please you.
Crazy, I'm insane.
Jump the deep end for no [A] fucking reason.
I can't chill, man.
This part of my [C] makeup.
Salutations to the Lord if I somehow wake [A] up.
Been stubborn from the jump.
See, my mind's been made [F] up
and all the bad shit going.
Can't nobody come save [B] us.
Hopped on a crazy train.
I'm feeling like [F] Ozzy.
Underground strong.
We ain't winning no [A] Oscars.
I've been sick since 99.
Still ain't calling the [C] doctor.
If he dis me, come correct
and make the rhyme scheme [A] proper.
So far, so good.
I just made [C] prosper in the pitch black.
Kick back, smell the cigar, [A] burn creek squad.
Yeah, y'all knew it was our [C] turn.
Just a good old boy's dirty
coming straight out of yard [A] work.
Sold my soul today [F] for cheap.
Living fast, I play [A] for keeps.
Best wishes to you [F] and them.
My mind says I don't [A] need friends.
All alone, but [F] that's my fault.
Self pity says fuck [A] them all.
A voice is talking through [F] the wall.
Saying just look more.
_ [A]
Mossberg pump with the camera on the [C] barrel.
Y'all talk shit, words fall on deaf [A] ears though.
Y'all throwing rocks,
we sending shots at your [C] earlobe.
Knock off your head, brain's gone like the [A] scarecrow.
I ain't sell my soul, but I will sell our [F] souls.
All this gold got me feeling like a pharaoh.
[A] Hey, you ain't down to roll, so I know you a [F] foe.
We got guns, ammo, knives and arrows.
[A] Look, I die before someone say I'm [F] not shit.
Y'all on, can we get along?
I'm the [A] opposite, I'm convinced.
Y'all sit when you pissed [C] like a bitch.
I stand like a man, I ain't on that [E] Nike shit.
Sold my soul today [C] for cheap.
Living fast, I play [Am] for keeps.
Best [A] wishes to you [F] and them.
My mind says I don't [A] need friends.
All alone, but that's [F] my fault.
Self-pity says fuck [A] them all.
Voices talking through [F] the wall.
Saying just move on.
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