Confessions of a Dangerous Mind Guitar Chords easy lesson without capo sung by Logic.
Cm Dm
I can’t get no better, can’t get no more cheddar
I feel like a king and my queen is Coretta
Bb
Ibeen made a liv in’, I’m never gon’ give in
C
I’m just way too driven, that’s why I been thinkin’
Dm
I’m scared that I’m sinkin’, I’m scared that I’m fallin’
The world think I’m ballin’ and maybe I am
Bb
But don’t give a damn, back in the beginnin’
Cm
Did not have a plan, don’t know who I am
Dm
Or who I’m becomin’ but I’ma do me to the fullest, alright
Bb
Bustin’ and dodgin’ them bullets all night
Take over the world, yeah I’m thinkin’ I might
C
Got ’em all in my sight
Dm
I know that I’m st rong, I know that I am I know I’m the man
Bb
And whether you poor or you filled with financial security
Cm
Everyone deal with they own in security
Am7
Even the preacher was born with im purity
Dm
Scared to go out even with my security
Bb
Scared of the world and all of its ob scurity
C
Pray for maturity, hope that I grow
Am
Hope my anxiety stay on the low
Dm
I swear I hope that shit don’t fuck up my flow
Bb
Where do I go? What would you do
Cm
If suddenly all of your dreams came true?
Am7
What would you do if you did it all?
Dm7
If you ain’t never have to lift a finger
Bb
Would you linger like, “Fuck ’em all”?
Cm
Guess it’s your call, but I can’t
Am7
This a marathon, not a sprint
Dm Bb
Switch up the plan like homie that went from Verizon to Sprint
Cm
Can you hear me now? Does anybody out there feel me now?
Dm
What’s your name? What’s your game?
Come now, boy, just spit your flow
Bb
Feel the pain with the gain, what you
Am Dm
Novo caine to the brain, I can’t feel
Bb Cm
In my lane, can’t refrain from lettin’
Dm
What’s your name? What’s your game?
Come now, boy, just spit your flow
Bb Cm
Feel the pain with the gain, what you tryna say though?
Am
Novo caine to the brain, I can’t feel nothing no more
Bb Cm
In my lane, can’t refrain from lettin’ these people know
Am Dm
How I feel (How I feel), yeah that’s how
I feel (That’s how I feel)
Bb C
Break it down, roll it up, that’s how high
Am
I feel (That’s how high I feel)
Dm
How I feel (How I feel), how high I feel
Bb Cm
Down, roll it up, yeah
Am
Searchin’ for bliss only led me to
Only led me to battle depression
Bb
I done learned my lesson ’cause fame never
Am
What if your life was under a glass?
Dm
And people tried to dig up shit from your past
And tell you what’s good and what’s not
Bb
And every time you drop a song, they say
C
that it’s wack or it’s hot
Dm
And don’t give a damn that it came from the heart
They tear it apart like hyenas is here for the dreamers
Bb
That’s here for the people that know what I’m sayin’
C
All of the people that know what I’m sayin’
Tellin’ me who I should be and just how I should rap
Bb
They always compare, they always compare me to others
C Cm
And try to pit me up against all my brothers
N.C
Now why you think so many rappers be overdosin’ at the crib?
Bb
‘Cause people just won’t let ’em live
C
And the public is constantly thinkin’ they know ’em
Bb
But nobody knowin’ what’s goin’ on inside
C
And they wonder why we all hide, shit
Dm
Maybe I’m just overthinkin’
Or maybe I’m just over-smokin’ and drinkin’
Bb
And when I can’t deal with the hate, I self-medicate
C
Sit in the corner and think of a better day
Dm
Maybe this bullet can help me to get away
I just cannot seem to think of a better way
Bb
Even though I know there is, that’s why I keep goin’
C
That’s why I keep flowin’, that’s why I keep perserverin’
Dm
Even when I’m hearin’ I’m a bitch, I’m a fag
Bb
I’m a motherfuckin’ hypebeast, I ain’t black in the slight least
C
I ain’t good enough, I should quit, I should
Bb
kill my self (Kill myself)
C
“‘Cause you’ll never be Kenny”
Bb
“You’ll never be better than Drizzy or Cole”
C
“You’re losing your hair, you’re too fucking old,” yeah
Dm
These are the comments I’m readin’ on Twitter right now
Bb
That make me depressed and they pullin’ me down
C
I’m tryin’ to swim but I think I’ma drown
Dm
So I’ma turn that feelin’ into a sound
And play it when nobody else is around
Bb
Whenever I feel like I’m far from the ground
C
God give me the power to battle de pression
Am
I wish I was famous, I wish I was rich
Dm
I wish I could just get up out of this bitch
C Bb C
But be careful what you wish for
Dm
‘Cause it ain’t everything that it’s cut out to be
My life is good but not as good as it’s’bout to be
Bb
‘Cause I got vision, don’t fuck with derision
C
Ain’t God, but I’m rich and I think that I am
Dm
Do what you love and do not give a damn
Fuck all the haters you see on the ‘Gram
Bb
Just mind your own business and be a good man
C
Be a good boss and be a good friend
Dm
Spread your ima gination to the millions
Don’t worry ’bout how to maintain all your millions
Bb
Just spread that positi vity for the children
C
And all the haters that’s hatin’, just love ’em
Dm
‘Cause that’s the only way you ever gon’ kill ’em
Bb
Last but not least, put your ego
Cm Dm
And remember, love yourself
C
Put your ego on the shelf and
Dm Dm7
love yourself Nah, nah, nah
Cm Am7
Put your ego on the shelf
Dm
And remember, love your, ‘member,
Bb
Put your ego on the shelf and
C D
love your self Nah, nah, nah