🎸 Returns chords by NF

Intro:
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Verse 1:

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What is perfect? Not me

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I've been overworkin' for weeks

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I go home then purchase some things

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That I know will not fill my needs

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Have a dose of what I've achieved

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Then get lonesome and I critique

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Who I am and what I believe

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Make up standards too high to reach

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Untrained animal off the leash

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I'm in panic, but yet relieved

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Brought your hammock to hang with me?

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Grab a hatchet, cut down your tree

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Like a mannequin that can speak

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What I have in store is unique

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I just mop the floors with MCs

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I can't stop until things are clean

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I'm an amateur's what you think

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So you stand there in disbelief

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'Til I dislocate both your feet

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That's what happens, you step to me

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Not too graphic, but not PG

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Lots of action in every scene

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I'm kidnapping all of your dreams

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Hold 'em hostage and watch 'em scream (Ahh!)

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Rap aside, I am what I advertise

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Don't matter how you put it, we live, then we have to die

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You might hate it, but you can't deny

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See, everything that I've been doing got me lookin' like a mastermind

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It's so vain, but I vandalize that I do what you fantasizin'

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Took a vision of my dreams

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And then found a better way that I can make it

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I've been looking, think I'm really 'bout to maximize it (Agh!)


Chorus:

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These bullets form in my mind and come out my mouth and (Pow, pow, pow)

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For anyone out there doubting or acting mouthy (Watch, watch, watch)

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Forget what you heard about me, I've been astounding (Got, got, got)

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Something for you thinking you might run circles 'round me


Verse 2:

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Yeah, ain't this all I ever wanted?

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That's a fact, no, that's a lie, no

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I'm confused, yeah, I got problems

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What's the use? Yeah, let's be honest

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Screws are loose, I need 'em tightened

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Not amused, yeah, look what I did

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Brought you something, hope you like it

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So precise, the flow the nicest

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So productive, stop your whining

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Back in style like I was vinyl

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I make songs and they go viral

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Something's off if I go idle

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"Been so long," yeah, okay, I know

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Take your shoes off, you're in my home

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You got fans, but not like I do, yeah (I do, I do)

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Thankful, I try to be, can't contain what's inside of me

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They don't like this side of me 'cause I lack in compliancy

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I question what I can see if you're not playing my CD

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No expiring, I'll decide when I think it's my time to leave (Woo)

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Yeah, 'cause they won't retire me, it inspires me to be inspiring

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When I'm low I feel like I'm spiraling

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Pushin' forward, look, I can't ignore it

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There ain't no I in team, but drop the T and A

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Sometimes, if I'm bein' honest, feels like it's only me

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No defeat, notably, better have it right if you're quoting me

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Write my name on your hit list, it might be the last time you wrote something

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Rip that cocky smile right off your face for thinking you're close to me

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Grab a can of gasoline, light it all over your self-esteem

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Selfishly watching y'all helplessly pretend you're on my planet

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Shoot you out of the sky like you're punchlines, you are not landin'

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Gun jammin', reach in your mouth and rip out your tongue after tongue

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Lashings, I hand 'em out like pamphlets in church, Pastor

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Show up to my funeral wearin' all black, and what's happenin'?

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I look around and wonder, "Where my fans at?"

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Oh Lord, they know me so well, they know I'm not in that casket

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Trash bag is prolly buried somewhere full of my ashes

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My music's superb, playin' with words, play with my nerves

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They gon' have a list of issues long as my shirts

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Very absurd, very disturbed

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Stare at the Earth like, "This is not the place I was birthed"

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I'm generic, you sure?

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Oh, they think I'm very reserved

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'Til I open up on the beat like on my Therapy work

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I don't care what you heard, real scary, carry the verse

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While I'm wearin' my merch, stompin' on your arrogant turf

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Sit back and observe, nah, I like to actually work

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This life's so unpredictable, it just keeps pitching me curves

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I take a swing, I hate the things that make me feel like I'm dirt

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I've patiently been waitin', please, I think it's time for my turn

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My expertise are melodies, they talk to me when I'm hurt

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Just let me be, eventually someday they'll see what I'm worth

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I cross my I's and dot my T's, it makes no sense, but I've learned

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Normal to you is not to me, the outcast finally returns (Returns, returns)