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Upchurch - Some Days

[Chorus]

Cm Fm
Some days I don’t wanna wake, I just wanna bake
Cm Fm
I don’t wanna wait, tell my mate, “Roll me up a J”
Cm Fm
Fill my room up with the smoke (Hahaha)
Cm Fm
So you can’t see me when I’m at my low-low-low-low

[Verse 1]

Cm
I grew up on YouTube again
Fm
I looked up stuff that seemed pretend
Cm
The Illuminati and the pyramids
Fm
I’ve been twelve hours deep on a Google binge
Cm
I heard stories of strange men dressed in black clothes
Fm
In a black mask comin’ up to people’s windows
Cm
I sleep with a 5.56 always loaded
Fm
Optic rockin’ the night scope
Cm
My room look like Fort Knox
Fm
My mind runnin’ like a evil genius
Cm
Sometimes I scare my damn self
Fm
Cause I’m Norman Bates with a sense of kindness
Cm
But the kind that’s sick of being a sickness
Fm
Sittin’ in the bottom of the shit river ditches
Cm
This ain’t ice picks and hot chicks
Fm
It’s Nirvana, I ain’t drownin’ for a dollar or cent

[Chorus]

Cm Fm
Some days I don’t wanna wake, I just wanna bake
Cm Fm
I don’t wanna wait, tell my mate, “Roll me up a J”
Cm Fm
Fill my room up with the smoke
Cm Fm Fm
So you can’t see me when I’m at my low-low-low-low
Cm Fm
Some days I don’t wanna wake, I just wanna bake
Cm Fm
I don’t wanna wait, tell my mate, “Roll me up a J”
Cm Fm
Fill my room up with the smoke
Cm Fm Fm
So you can’t see me when I’m at my low-low-low-low

[Verse 2]

Cm
This is one of them dope tracks
Fm
That’ll make people say I’m on drugs now
Cm
They’ll prolly say that I’m goin’ crazy
Fm
Or I got possessed by the Willis House
Cm
They’ll probably claim that I’m a danger to myself
Fm
For all them nights at three o’clock
Cm
Precious time rolled in a Swisher
Fm Fm
Listenin’ for a whisper for my name, it’s Ryan
Cm Fm
Sittin’ Indian style, burnin’ sage like I’m Cherokee
Cm Fm Cm
Deep eye sockets, hairline got a widow’s peak
Cm Fm
Knife in the sheath, Pocahontas in the sheets
Cm
I’ll be damned if I let America
N.C.
John Smith me

[Chorus]

Cm Fm
Some days I don’t wanna wake, I just wanna bake
Cm Fm
I don’t wanna wait, tell my mate, “Roll me up a J”
Cm Fm
Fill my room up with the smoke
Cm Fm Fm
So you can’t see me when I’m at my low-low-low-low
Cm Fm
Some days I don’t wanna wake, I just wanna bake
Cm Fm
I don’t wanna wait, tell my mate, “Roll me up a J”
Cm Fm
Fill my room up with the smoke
Cm Fm
So you can’t see me when I’m at my low-low-low-low

[Verse 3]

Cm
People say I changed, yeah
Fm
I am not the same, yeah
Cm
Wanna be a leader
Fm
But don’t care ‘bout bein’ famous
Cm
You wanna know what fame is
Fm
It’s stressful and it’s dangerous
Cm Fm
I am not complainin’, I’m just writin’ out a story
Cm Fm
That’s important for the up and comin’
Cm
Don’t bow down to business money
Fm
Stay secluded, know yourself and see ‘em comin’
Cm Fm
Don’t let ‘em choose what you’re becomin’
Cm
Be ready to die ‘cause haters huntin’ for
N.C.
Headlines and shootin’ for ‘em

[Chorus]

Cm Fm
Some days I don’t wanna wake, I just wanna bake
Cm Fm
I don’t wanna wait, tell my mate, “Roll me up a J”
Cm Cm Ab Fm
Fill my room up with the smoke (With the smoke)
Cm Fm
So you can’t see me when I’m at my low-low-low-low
Cm Fm
Some days I don’t wanna wake, I just wanna bake
Cm Fm
I don’t wanna wait, tell my mate, “Roll me up a J”
Cm Fm
Fill my room up with the smoke (With the smoke)
Cm Fm Fm
So you can’t see me when I’m at my low-low-low-low

[Chorus]

Cm Fm
Some days I don’t wanna wake, I just wanna bake
Cm Fm
I don’t wanna wait, tell my mate, “Roll me up a J”
Cm Fm
Fill my room up with the smoke (Hahaha)
Cm Fm
So you can’t see me when I’m at my low-low-low-low

[Verse 1]

Cm
I grew up on YouTube again
Fm
I looked up stuff that seemed pretend
Cm
The Illuminati and the pyramids
Fm
I’ve been twelve hours deep on a Google binge
Cm
I heard stories of strange men dressed in black clothes
Fm
In a black mask comin’ up to people’s windows
Cm
I sleep with a 5.56 always loaded
Fm
Optic rockin’ the night scope
Cm
My room look like Fort Knox
Fm
My mind runnin’ like a evil genius
Cm
Sometimes I scare my damn self
Fm
Cause I’m Norman Bates with a sense of kindness
Cm
But the kind that’s sick of being a sickness
Fm
Sittin’ in the bottom of the shit river ditches
Cm
This ain’t ice picks and hot chicks
Fm
It’s Nirvana, I ain’t drownin’ for a dollar or cent

[Chorus]

Cm Fm
Some days I don’t wanna wake, I just wanna bake
Cm Fm
I don’t wanna wait, tell my mate, “Roll me up a J”
Cm Fm
Fill my room up with the smoke
Cm Fm Fm
So you can’t see me when I’m at my low-low-low-low
Cm Fm
Some days I don’t wanna wake, I just wanna bake
Cm Fm
I don’t wanna wait, tell my mate, “Roll me up a J”
Cm Fm
Fill my room up with the smoke
Cm Fm Fm
So you can’t see me when I’m at my low-low-low-low

[Verse 2]

Cm
This is one of them dope tracks
Fm
That’ll make people say I’m on drugs now
Cm
They’ll prolly say that I’m goin’ crazy
Fm
Or I got possessed by the Willis House
Cm
They’ll probably claim that I’m a danger to myself
Fm
For all them nights at three o’clock
Cm
Precious time rolled in a Swisher
Fm Fm
Listenin’ for a whisper for my name, it’s Ryan
Cm Fm
Sittin’ Indian style, burnin’ sage like I’m Cherokee
Cm Fm Cm
Deep eye sockets, hairline got a widow’s peak
Cm Fm
Knife in the sheath, Pocahontas in the sheets
Cm
I’ll be damned if I let America
N.C.
John Smith me

[Chorus]

Cm Fm
Some days I don’t wanna wake, I just wanna bake
Cm Fm
I don’t wanna wait, tell my mate, “Roll me up a J”
Cm Fm
Fill my room up with the smoke
Cm Fm Fm
So you can’t see me when I’m at my low-low-low-low
Cm Fm
Some days I don’t wanna wake, I just wanna bake
Cm Fm
I don’t wanna wait, tell my mate, “Roll me up a J”
Cm Fm
Fill my room up with the smoke
Cm Fm
So you can’t see me when I’m at my low-low-low-low

[Verse 3]

Cm
People say I changed, yeah
Fm
I am not the same, yeah
Cm
Wanna be a leader
Fm
But don’t care ‘bout bein’ famous
Cm
You wanna know what fame is
Fm
It’s stressful and it’s dangerous
Cm Fm
I am not complainin’, I’m just writin’ out a story
Cm Fm
That’s important for the up and comin’
Cm
Don’t bow down to business money
Fm
Stay secluded, know yourself and see ‘em comin’
Cm Fm
Don’t let ‘em choose what you’re becomin’
Cm
Be ready to die ‘cause haters huntin’ for
N.C.
Headlines and shootin’ for ‘em

[Chorus]

Cm Fm
Some days I don’t wanna wake, I just wanna bake
Cm Fm
I don’t wanna wait, tell my mate, “Roll me up a J”
Cm Cm Ab Fm
Fill my room up with the smoke (With the smoke)
Cm Fm
So you can’t see me when I’m at my low-low-low-low
Cm Fm
Some days I don’t wanna wake, I just wanna bake
Cm Fm
I don’t wanna wait, tell my mate, “Roll me up a J”
Cm Fm
Fill my room up with the smoke (With the smoke)
Cm Fm Fm
So you can’t see me when I’m at my low-low-low-low

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