[Intro] Ebmaj9

[Chorus] Ebmaj9 Too many bottles of this wine we can't pronounce Too many bowls of that green, no Lucky Charms Gb7M/Ab The maids come around too much Parents ain't around enough Dbmaj9 Too many joy rides in daddy's Jaguar Too many white lies and white lines Ab6/Bb Super rich kids with nothing but loose ends Bm6/Bb Super rich kids with nothing but fake friends

[Verse 1] Ebmaj9 Start my day up on the roof There's nothing like this type of view Gb7M/Ab Point the clicker at the tube I prefer expensive news Dbmaj9 New car, new girl New ice, new glass New watch, good times babe It's good times, yeah Ab6/Bb She wash my back three times a day Bm6/Bb This shower head feels so amazing Ebmaj9 We'll both be high, the help don't stare They just walk by, they must don't care Gb7M/Ab A million one, a million two A hundred more will never do

[Chorus] Ebmaj9 Too many bottles of this wine we can't pronounce Too many bowls of that green, no Lucky Charms Gb7M/Ab The maids come around too much Parents ain't around enough Dbmaj9 Too many joy rides in daddy's Jaguar Too many white lies and white lines Ab6/Bb Super rich kids with nothing but loose ends Bm6/Bb Super rich kids with nothing but fake friends

[Bridge] Ebmaj9 Gb7M/Ab Real love, I'm searching for a real love Dbmaj9 Ab6/Bb Oh, real love, I'm searching for a real love Bm6/Bb Oh, real love

[Verse 2] Ebmaj9 Close your eyes to what you can't imagine We are the Xanny-gnashing Caddy-smashing, bratty ass He mad, he snatched his daddy's Jag Gb7M/Ab And used that shit for batting practice Adamant and he thrashing Purchasing crappy grams with half the hand of cash you handed Dbmaj9 Panic and patch me up Pappy done latch-keyed us Toying with Raggy Anns and Mammy done had enough Ab6/Bb Brash as fuck, breaching all these aqueducts Don't believe us Bm6/Bb Treat us like we can't erupt

[Verse 3] Ebmaj9 We end our day up on the roof I say I'll jump, I never do Gb7M/Ab But when I'm drunk I act a fool Talking bout, do they sew wings on tailored suits Dbmaj9 I'm on that ledge, she grabs my arm She slaps my hand It's good times, yeah Ab6/Bb Sleeve rips off, I slip, I fall Bm6/Bb The market's down like 60 stories Ebmaj9 And some don't end the way they should My silver spoon has fed me good Gb7M/Ab A million one, a million cash Close my eyes and feel the crash

[Chorus] Ebmaj9 Too many bottles of this wine we can't pronounce Too many bowls of that green, no Lucky Charms Gb7M/Ab The maids come around too much Parents ain't around enough Dbmaj9 Too many joy rides in daddy's Jaguar Too many white lies and white lines Ab6/Bb Super rich kids with nothing but loose ends Bm6/Bb Super rich kids with nothing but fake friends

[Outro] Ebmaj9 Real love, ain't that something rare Gb7M/Ab I'm searching for a real love Dbmaj9 Real love Ab6/Bb I'm searching for a real love Bm6/Bb Talking bout a real love