F#m He so psycho… 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 F#m He so psycho… F#m E D Run will dislike so as I can E D But I Am good no fucking shit C# F#m 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 F#m E D I got no friends on Escalades E D Ain’t got no millions in the bank C# F#m But mamma raised no fool F#m (He's so psycho) F#m E D I still alive and every night E D I roll big pipes and dream about C# F#m This life A E A Ayayayay, me 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 become a night (He's so psycho)