This song is from the album Sick Boi(2023), released on 13 October 2023. The vocals are by Ren, the music is produced by Ren, and the lyrics are written by Ren.
This song is originally in the key of A Minor. You can change it to any key you want, using the Transpose option. The average tempo is 98 BPM. These chords are simple and easy to play on the guitar, ukulele or piano.
This song is originally in the key of A Minor. You can change it to any key you want, using the Transpose option. The average tempo is 98 BPM. These chords are simple and easy to play on the guitar, ukulele or piano.
Original Key: A Minor Time Signature: 4/4 Tempo: 98 Suggested Strumming: DU,DU,DU,DU c h o r d z o n e . o r g [INTRO] Am E Am E . Am E C Dm Am [VERSE ONE] Am F Let me tell you a story about a boy named Jimmy Dm E One years old and his first words were "Mine, mine, gimme!" Am F Two years old he was walking, Three years old walking quickly Dm E Four years old he was running 'round the pavements of the city Am F Five years old and his daddy told him "Listen here, son Dm E You gotta learn to be a man, a man he works for what he wants" Am F Six years old and he’s reading, writing, top of the bunch Dm E And when he's , his progression made him student number One Am F years old and he’s praised for unusual grades Dm E , his parents pay for privatе school to nurture the flame Am F , 11, 12, 13, hе ascends and ascends Dm E His daddy tells him "Son, money is the means to all ends" Am F 14, solving complex mathematic equations D E 15, IQ 150, still elevating Dm F 16, he develops complex software code D Dm That detects weaknesses in cyber security protocols Am F 17, and he sells vision keeping a share D Am Not yet an adult, but he's practically a millionaire Am F 18, and his daddy tells him "Now you're a man This world don't give a damn about you, so take all that you can" www.chordzone.org Am E 19, he turns a profit stocks and shares invest in product C 20, double down deposits, 21, his income rockets Am E 22, he learns that truth is just an obstacle to wealth G If you manipulate the data, then a lie will sell itself Am Dm 23, a life of luxury crystal and cocaine G 24, he makes the Forbes list, they're applauding his name Am 25, and his daddy tells him, "listen here son E While you are sitting in your palace, that don't mean that you won" www.chordzone.org Am E 26, a business shift he switches business to arms G E 27, dealing nuclear and shells in Iran Am E 28, inside the Senate money bought him a seat G C 29, a role of the council in the president, sweet Am E Now he’s 30 and his daddy says "You're losing the race G E You're just a servant to the king, not even in second place" Am E 31, a big maneuver for his daddy’s approval G Moving imports over borders from the exports out of Cuba Am 32, moving grams, growing kilos to tonnes Am He's 33, filling warehouses with powder and guns Am 34, turf war with nobody to stop it Am Blind eye from the po po inside of his pocket [VERSE] Am 35 and he gets a call, "I'm sorry son Am It's your father, had a heart attack, I'm sorry, he’s gone" Am 36, getting pissed up, abusing his product Am 37, eyes glazed, disposition demonic Am 38 with a prostitute, a moment of passion Am Heating up a silver spoon and then chasing the dragon Am 39, getting reckless and hungry for power Am Daddy’s words still driving him to kill and devour Am He makes a move against the cartel, but the strategie's flawed Am They retaliate and leave him in a hospital ward Am A bullet buried in the vertebra and one in the leg Am The doctor sighs and says "I don’t think you’ll be walking again", fuck [VERSE TWO] F Let me tell you a story about a boy named Jimmy Am G He was 40, and he cursed the words "Mine, mine, gimme" F 41, he wasn’t walking, 42, not walking quickly Am G 43, never running 'round the pavement of his city F 44 inside his palace with a mountain of gold Am G But the riches turn to rubble when perspective evolves F Weighing heavy on his conscience is the value of gold Am G A Lamborghini for a life, trading money for souls F Jimmy followed the code inside the land of the free Am G Put your hand inside the cookie jar, take more than you need F And his is example is exaggerated versions of me Am G And it's a version of him, and it's a version of she F And it's a version of you, there’s no escaping the blame Am G The way we live is parasitic, fuck the money and fame! Cut the music! [VERSE THREE] This ain’t entertainment, this is real life The way we live is lunacy, community, it declines Hyperpolerised, always fighting, then we divide Truth is less important than the money that we designed? Money's an invention, politics from our invention They all come from peoples ideas, did I mention? Borders? Our invention, law and order, fuel the tension That leads to people killing each other. My solution? Everything is subject to change We can build utopias if individuals are taught to use their brains But if we teach kids in school to always be sheep And put ourselves before the herd if there's more money for me Then there’s no future I see, where the humans survive We're parasites inside a Petri dish with cannibal minds Mold grows upon a surface, it consumes till it dies And our fate could be the same, so here's a story for the wise [OUTRO] 45, Jimmy comes home out of the rain Soaking wet upon a wheelchair, drinking again He is everything he wants, he has fortune and fame He’s a fortunate fool with an unfortunate fate With a 45 caliber aimed at his brain 45 a fitting number, 'cause his age is the same Hears the words of his father; "Such a damn shame" Then he presses on the trigger of a money game
Recommended for you: