F#m E D
One day I walk up on the street
E D
Sun was so hot weather was sweet
C# F#m
I’ve tried to sell my shit
He so psycho…
Run will dislike so as I can
But I Am good no fucking shit
To live another win
A E A
Ayayayay, he said ayayayay
C# D
My dreams come true when I get high
E F#m (может A)
When life so fucked up
A E A
Ayayayay, ayayayay
C# D A
My dreams come true when I get high
C#
And let the day be gone away
D
All I got in memory
E
Days that never come again
D
Cry will get it sorely
F#m
Cry about a death
D
Hustle is my destiny
E
Now I know we still retreat
D
Mama don’t wait for your son come back
F#m
He’s a kid gone by the wind
A Bm F#m
I’m a soldier on the war with myself, ooh
A Bm F#m
I’m a murderer on the war with myself
A Bm F#m
This is my story about the war with myself
A Bm F#m
Two: versus day and versus myself
I got no friends on Escalades
Ain’t got no millions in the bank
But mamma raised no fool
(He’s so psycho)
I still alive and every night
I roll big pipes and dream about
This life
Ayayayayay
Me said ayayayay
My dreams come true when I get high
When life’s so fucked up
Ayayayay
Ayayayayay
My dreams come true when I get high
And let the day become a night
(He’s so psycho)
