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Wale

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Tom: F# minor
Intro 1
C#m
Verse 1
C#m
Mama told me life's not fair
E
So cliche advice right there
C#m
The time we wasted, time we lost
F#m
G#
C#m
So we don't even try
Mama told me life's not fair
So cliche advice right there
The time we wasted, time we lost
F#m
D
C#m
We don't even try
Verse 2
C#m
What if love is nothing more than a fairy tale?
I care and all,
but I'm fearing this here a carousel to me
I'm here and gone to you,
hear my songs playing
D
We get on and off like we horizontally
C#m
horse- playing
You need somebody with some patience,
shorty, yeah
I need somebody that hate to party,
uh
You need somebody that's less busy
D
I need a woman that's praying for
C#m
me, but hesitate to call me
I'm hot, cold,
the doctor calling that bipolar
E
Ha, that's undersold, she rock with me,
C#m
she got five boyfriends
I can't explain,
A
my brain think in multiple colors
D
F#m
Though all of 'em dull when anxi
C#m
ety rival my depression
Verse 3
C#m
Mama told me life's not fair
All these girls ain't right right here
When it's dark, I need some time alone
F#m
C#m
So she won't see me cry or lie
Verse 4
C#m
Mama told me life's not fair
So cliche advice right there
The time we wasted, time we lost
F#m
F#
G#sus4
C#m
So we don't even try
Mama told me life's not fair
So cliche advice right there
The time we wasted, time we lost
F#m
E
So we don't even try
(don't even try)
Verse 5
C#m
Yeah, yeah
Steep is the climb,
you won't even leave me a line, uh
Greedy is pride,
E
C#m
you gon' eat me alive, uh
Sweeter the pie,
F#m
the more it sprinkled with lies, uh
D
By any means,
C#m
you give me means to sur vive
We got shit that we should speak about
'Bout how you started fucking
Yeah, we gon bleep it out
I sit and think about just how the right path
could be the wrong direction
D
But falling back is progress,
F#m
it's all about perspective
C#m
I'm saying though, I am too selfish
to leave you all that I got, uh
That shit harder than mending
shit with my pops, uh
That shit harder than women
giving out props
F#m
D
And nig gas hitting at cops who bought
F#m
C#m
the cap that you copped
'Cause you way different
when you're solo
You seem happy in your photos
I'm way different 'round my bro- bros
A
F#m
C#m
I guess it's places we just won't go,
won't go
Really hiding
Verse 6
C#m
Mama told me life's not fair
So cliche advice right there
The time we wasted, time we lost
F#m
C#m
So we don't even try
Mama told me life's not fair
So cliche advice right there
A
The time we wasted, time we lost
F#m
E
So we don't even try
C#m
(don't even try)
Verse 7
C#m
F#m
C#m
Oh, don't even try
'Cause your momma did a number on you,
E
C#m
babe
F#
I don't know if I can ease it,
C#m
yeah
Your momma did a number on you,
babe
I know you're tired of this, hey,
F#
C#m
G#m
C#m
E
C#m
yeah
Outro 1
Oh, you're tired
F#m
C#m
F#m
C#m

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