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(Ooh) yeah, uh (Bongo ByTheWay)
I know myself all too well to be a stranger of pain
Despite it all, we remainin' the same, I'm just changin' the game
Heart pure, never tainted with fame
Straight ahead, I'ma stay in my lane
Never switchin' courses, life's amazin', shit is gorgeous
Lookin' at the bigger picture, portɾait, and [Bm]I smile wide
Performed the song [Am]and [Bm]the crowd cried
How can I lie? I'm tearin' up as I'm startin' to [C7]stare in y'all [Em]eyes
I know the shit you [A7goin' through the last month
You stɾessin' as you [A7hittin' on [C7]that glass blunt
A nigga prayin' to [C7]get lucky like [F]Daft Punk
You can't even stomach the pain, now that's a bad lunch
Uh, ɾamen noodles on [C7]the ɾegular
Add some seasoning and [Bm]some hot sauce for [Dm7]a better touch
Peanut butter, jelly and [Bm]syrup sandwich, ectcetera
And we just flyin' in the Nebula
And it might not be [Am]such a bad idea if I never went home again
See, it might not be [Am]such a bad idea if I never went home again
So don't you [A7cry, little baby, little baby (don't you [A7cry, don't you [A7cry, don't you [A7cry)
It'll be [Am]alright
So don't you [A7cry, little baby, little baby (don't you [A7cry, don't you [A7cry, don't you [A7cry)
It's gon', it'll be [Am]alright
I done been around the world four times, lookin' for [Dm7]parkin'
Finally found a condo, that shit still feel like [F]apartment
Out South, my [A]foul mouth started soundin' like [F]Cartman
Roundabout like [F]cartwheels, hopped inside of a U-Haul
Confused where all [Em]my [A]art went, monsters in a quiet place
Some of these decisions is like [F]Sharpie on [C7]a dry-erase
I know they thought I wouldn't, but I'm a fireplace
I had my [A]cake and [Bm]ate it too, that shit is an acquired taste
I promised I would buy a place, I got [Fm7]my [A]favorite ɾoommates
They used to [C7]never see me, like [F]when you [A7zip up a new Bape
Do that shit 'fore it's too late, don't ever drink the Kool-Aid
Don't ever think it's sweet, that's that crème de la brûlée
Who they? They Robert Goulet, they Nazi, cuckoo, goofy
My wifey yellin', "Who they?" My daughter yellin', "Hooray"
I see it clear like [F]Blu-Ray, I park it in the sky
I keep 'em [A]on [C7]my [A]block, 'round the corner of my [A]eye
Like a stye (uh)
So don't you [A7shed a tear
'Cause there'll be [Am]better years
I live life by faith, nigga, instead of fear
God cryin', thunderstorms is Heaven tears
The feelin' of lost hope, shit is never here
'Cause we gon' make it happen by any means
A young nigga, dawg, but I done witnessed many things
Age thirteen, wearin' hand-me-down skinny jeans
You know they a little extɾa faded around the knees
With the grass stains in 'em
I ɾeally wish a little extɾa cash came in 'em,
'Cause a nigga ɾeally needed it
Pain, I defeated it, and [Bm]brought back
Soul survivor, nigga, what you [A7call [Em]that?
And it might not be [Am]such a bad idea if I never went home again
See, it might not be [Am]such a bad idea if I never went home again
So don't you [A7cry, little baby, little baby (don't you [A7cry, don't you [A7cry, don't you [A7cry)
It'll be [Am]alright
So don't you [A7cry, little baby, (don't you [A7cry, don't you [A7cry, don't you [A7cry)
It's gon', it'll be [Am]alright
And it might not be [Am]such a bad idea if I never went home again
See, it might not be [Am]such a bad idea if I never went home again
So don't you [A7cry, little baby
It'll be [Am]alright
So don't you [A7cry, little baby
It'll be [Am]alright
