Chords ng Clouds ni
Logic
Logic

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Susi: Bb major
Verse 1
Dm
Dm
I can give a fuck the shit you on
But I'm really tryna put you on
Finally out this bitch,
I'm finally gone
Lowkey I've been waitin'
for so long (yeah)
I can give a fuck the shit you on
But I'm really tryna put you on
Finally out this bitch,
I'm finally gone
Lowkey I've been waiting for so long
Verse 2
Dm
Dm
Take two, take one
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C#m
Dm
Dm
Chillin' in the cut with my son
and his baby mama
I was gonna hit the road
but I'm staying longer
Doing whatever the fuck I wanna
do when I wanna do it
People thinking they know
it but they never knew it
What it be like, the spotlight,
the hot takes and long nights
Yellin' at nobody and winning all of the wrong fights,
it's alright
I'm off like a flight, took a left,
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C#m
did it right, what a sight
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Dm
Knowing everything gon' be alright,
that K. Dot 2015
It seem the art that I make over
they heads like the Sistine
It really feel like ain't nobody
ever listening
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C#m
Dm
Dm
That's why I do it for me and the
homies and nobody else
Making beats in my room by myself
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Kinda funny how my last
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Dm
studio cost seven zeros
But I make the best shit when
I'm all alone in my room
College Park coming soon
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In the dark going off to
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Dm
the tune and the 808 boom
I stay with the trees like a baboon
Flow kinda fast but it's chill like
a pocket full of valium
Head up in the clouds but
I'm coming down soon, yeah
Verse 3
Dm
Dm
I can give a fuck the shit you on
But I'm really tryna put you on
Finally out this bitch,
I'm finally gone
Lowkey I've been waitin' for
so long (yeah)
I can give a fuck the shit you on
But I'm really tryna put you on
Finally out this bitch,
I'm finally gone
Lowkey I've been waiting
Verse 4
for so long
Dm
Dm
C#m
C#m
Lowkey tryna get trophies
Dm
Dm
with my dawgs
Surely, you'll see my face smilin'
on the front of a billboard soon
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C#m
Truth is that I got a blueprint and I'm finna use it,
Dm
Dm
nigga, let's get it
I'm tryna get a brand new coupe,
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C#m
Dm
Dm
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C#m
she gon' wonder where the roof at when she get in it
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Dm
(Wheels spinnin')
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C#m
While I'm on the e- way,
I wish life was easy
Dm
Dm
If you a hater,
then get the fuck up out the way
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C#m
Dm
Dm
I only hang with my teammates
Pass the ball to me, mane
(My niggas, they real, they trill, yeah,
all them stick to the code)
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C#m
(If you start fakin' over here), I look
Dm
Dm
you dead in the soul and tell you
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C#m
I can give
Verse 5
Dm
Dm
a fuck the shit you on
But I'm really tryna put you on
Finally out this bitch,
I'm finally gone
Lowkey I've been waitin' for
so long (yeah)
I can give a fuck the shit you on
But I'm really tryna put you on
Finally out this bitch,
I'm finally gone
Lowkey I've been waiting for
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C#m
so long
D
D
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C#m
Verse 6
Bm
Bm
D
D
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C#m
She was in and out my suite
all Fashion Week
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D
Studio up in here, sweet,
I was crashin' beats
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Bm
'Cause the paper don't sleep and my
loved ones have knees
And my son need everything
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D
I never had times three
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C#m
You's a cold motherfucker,
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D
my homies always remind me
They lift me up like that bomb weed
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In this pound never found seeds
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Bm
Just nugs, best buds,
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D
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probably spoke of retirement
Dawg, all we get out of it was a "Best of"
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D
Or a greatest hits,
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realized he could still make time for the fam
Busy playin',
but still make time for blazin' shit
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Inspirational as s motherfucker,
ask my brother
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Hustles like no other, rose from my situ'
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Rolls- Royces by the gutter
Bad bitch itchin' to sit
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her buns on the butter
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D
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C#m
Like her but I don't love her
Push her to do better but
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D
I don't shove her
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Bm
Versace bedsheets, watchin' Deep
Cover
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D
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Bm
Gucci rollaway bag, Louis V duffel

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