See You Space Cowboy... Chords by Logic
- Key: F
- BPM: 95
- Capo: no capo
TEMPO FORTE
SEE YOU SPACE COWBOY... ACORDES
[Intro] N.C. Yeah yeah uh [Verse] N.C. Grammynominated never won it though C7 Don't need it but deep down I want it though C7 Bank account still on a hunnid though C7 My bank account still on a hunnid C7 But that don't mean shit that don't mean that I'm shit C7 It's just me and my clique and we rhymin' and shit C7 Ain't no drama and shit now I'm throwin' a fit C7 Watch me throwin' a fit and get lit like I'm Evel Knievil C7 Just me and my people we call this the sequel to Under Pressure C7 Ain't no need to measure who the best C7 Fuck around and know who the best C7 Who give a shit I just spit about this and I know what I love C7 Radoublet I put nothing above like that thing in the glove C7 From Maryland to LA I'm a motherfucking boss at the bars C7 And I'm down for the cause who's down for the cause C7 Take a step back hold up C7 Put the city on the map with the city on my back C7 Let 'em know you're never ever goin' back C7 Don't be scared to murk 'em all C7 Heard 'em all watch 'em all C7 Get up all watch 'em all get a ball C7 When you grow up in a hood without a male role model C7 And your momma turn to the bottle C7 Give a damn about status who the baddest Eb7 I just wanna be the raddest dad as I can be Cm C7 Ab This shit is systemic inside of us B the media lie to us B Ab They tell us we can be whoever we want to be Ab And when we try what they tell us Ab What they tell us To live more realistically Ab Fuck that get the fuck back fuck rap and all that noise Ab Growing up how I grew up I really never had a choice Ab Had killers and murderers in my house and they was all of my boys Ab But deep down I always knew better knew that shit I need to avoid [Chorus] E7 G7 E7 Cm B7 F7 Gm C7 ■ ■ ■ ■ ■ ■ ■ ■ F7 Gm C7 ■ ■ ■ F7 Yo ayo F7 I got a lot on my mind [Verse] F7 Got a lot of work ahead of me C7 F7 I'm tryna maintain balance of my time F7 Never want to let it bottle up like everything fine F7 That's how you go crazy and end up in the pond Bb7 I've been talkin' to my therapist C7 Rhymes I've been writin' so hot F7 You would think it was in Arabic Bb7 Flow bomb like a terrorist never careless Bb7 I got soul like parish yeah from Tokyo to Paris C7 My bitch bad stay with money like a heiress F7 Fm7 Time with my wife and my son what I cherish Bb7 Just try to relax your mind C7 Just try to relax your mind F7 Just try to relax your mind F7 Just try to relax your mind [Chorus] Fm7 C7 F7 Bb7 C7 Fm7 ■ ■ ■ ■ ■ ■ C7 F7 Bb7 ■ ■ ■ [Verse] F7 Alright well I guess I just I woke up one day C7 F7 And I was like You know what I kinda feel like rapping again C7 You know what I'm saying So I did it ■ F7 And I been chillin' with little Bobby and his fine ass momma C7 And we out here in the country F7 Shooting guns riding dirt bikes and shit Bb And I was just like Man I want to do this F So I invited all the homies out here in the middle of nowhere C7 F7 And uh we just decided to do this Bobby Tarantino EP Bb7 Threepeat off the cuff just for fun C7 Just for the summer just for all the homies [Chorus] Fm7 Bb7 C7 But we actually out here recording this album ■ F7 It's going to be my last studio album on Def Jam Fm7 So so it's going to be a vibe man C7 It's just going to be fun you know just a fun thing F7 Bb7 You know me I'm a nerd ■ I love hiphop man C7 I love you listening I love the fans F7 Fm7 We doing this shit for the fans man C7 F7 Whole time I was gone they was like Come back Come back F7 And I was like nah C7 And then and now I'm like Yeah alright I'm back C7 I love y'all so much Fm7 C7 F7 RATTPACK baby yeah ■ little Bobby [Outro] C7 F7 Bb7 C7 Fm7 Bb7 C7 F7 ■ ■ ■ ■ ■ ■ ■ ■