Die In California mgk (Machine Gun Kelly)

Die In California

mgk (Machine Gun Kelly)

Jacqueline Hamilton

103
0:00 3:21
Afinación Estándar (E A D G B E)
Compás 4/4
Tonalidad: Bm
Cejilla:
Sin cejilla
Rasgueo 1

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[Chorus]
             Bm       A
Killed the me  I used to be
           G
I might die in California
           Bm      A
In my mind,  I had a dream
        G
Saw a demon on my shoulder
Yeah, I know,
Bm A                          G
   I should probably let it go
Yeah, I know,
Bm  A                   G
  I might die in California,
Die in California, mmm
                Bm         A
Someone cut the lights off please

[Verse 1]
                G
I've been kinda sad lately
                Bm       A
I know that I'm good for you, yeah
              G
But you kinda bad, baby
                      Bm
We're just doin' love chants,
               A
brewin' up the potion
             G
I had a premonition I was overdosin', so
                Bm         A
Someone cut the lights off please
                    G
I don't want you to look at me
                 Bm
I paint my nails black
          A
If I ever look happy then it's an act
      G
Every day is an anxiety attack
                       Bm
I wish I could take it back
              A
To when I was drinkin' water out the tap
         G
With the Cleveland logo printed on my hat
Tell me,
          Bm               A
was it my fear of bein' complacent
              G
That ended up leavin' me so jaded?
             Bm             A
I'm miserable  even though I made it
                   G
Got a house in the Hills and I fuckin' hate it

[Chorus]
             Bm       A
Killed the me  I used to be
           G
I might die in California
           Bm      A
In my mind,  I had a dream
        G
Saw a demon on my shoulder
Yeah, I know,
Bm A                          G
   I should probably let it go
Yeah, I know,
Bm  A                   G
  I might die in California,
              Bm
Die in California

[Verse 2]
     A
They gon' be missin' me
             G
It's gon' be chaos when it come down to my royalties
          Bm
I keep it still, I miss the exit,
A
that's by any means
              G
Watch out for opps, watch out for cops,
they kill for anything
         Bm                    A
I got on Prada shoes and Prada tee, yes
                           G
I love my brother, rest in peace,
I know you're proud of me
I'm pourin' mud up,
      Bm                    A
tryna stay away from Billie Jean
On all these opens,
     G
everybody say I'm hardly sleep
            Bm      A                             G
And I got demons on my shoulder, heart gettin' colder,
I'm so cold
             Bm            A
Keep me a heater, that's my toaster
           G
In my coat, you would never know
                  Bm            A
Streets don't love  you, I don't either
            G
I don't need ya, nonono
                  Bm          A
I pray on my knees  and I stay strong
Take care of my family,
G
 I don' wan' die alone

[Chorus]
             Bm       A
Killed the me  I used to be
           G
I might die in California
           Bm      A
In my mind,  I had a dream
        G
Saw a demon on my shoulder
Yeah, I know,
Bm A                          G
   I should probably let it go
             Bm  A                   G
Yeah, I know,  I might die in California

[Verse 3]
              Bm        A
All this bread  make her spit up
           G
When I did, ayy, look, I made you sit up
            Bm    A
I don't talk  to a pillow
             G
I don't walk, Rolls Royce Truck
             Bm                     A
Tell the old ladies that her baby's goin' sad,
ah
            G
I told that bitch I been a service for the rap, grrah,
grrah
               Bm                  A
I can take the jets to Seattle without the scan
                 G
I can shoot this bitch like a veteran with the size, grrah,
grrah
Bm    A                      G
  911 Porsche came gray like granny
Now I'm in L.A.,
                      Bm            A
I done OD'd on twenty xannies Slime,
         G
I see my baby smile, wahwah
                  Bm             A
She tryna kiss it while we ride, mwah
                            G
We 'bout to fuck around and die
                       Bm  A
Even in the Hills, got eyes
                           G
Now she tryna hire another spy

[Chorus]
             Bm       A
Killed the me  I used to be
           G
I might die in California
           Bm      A
In my mind,  I had a dream
        G
Saw a demon on my shoulder
Yeah, I know,
Bm A                          G
   I should probably let it go
Yeah, I know,
Bm  A                   G
  I might die in California,
              Em   F#m G
Die in California, mmm

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