The shoe fits Chords

Lyrics & chords

[Verse 1]
[Em]Yeah
[F#m]Y'all might want to skip this one,
this is [Em]a
Harsh truth
[F#m]Very harsh truth
[Em]Look

[Verse 2]
To all the ladies wonderin' [F#m]why
Drake can't rap like that same
old guy
It's 'cause [Em]I don't know
how anymore
I don't know [F#m]how, yeah
I've had [Em]my beliefs tested,
my faith broken in [F#m]half
I try to joke and I laugh
But I just don't know [Em]how anymore,
love
I don't know [F#m]how, yeah

[Verse 3]
To all [Em]the super triggered women
talkin' down on me
Re[F#m]lax, drink some water,
act like you somebody daughter
[Em]Can't get a tan from
your phone light
Baby, it's [F#m]late June, open the blinds,
get out The Shade Room
[Em]Maybe you could stop gettin' involved
in some shit when you [F#m]not involved
Or maybe you go for a walk
somewhere that is [Em]not a mall
What's your baby's shoe size? Could tell [F#m]by the laces,
they tight
Or are you only focused on the steps
that I'm [Em]tak ing in life
And then you got the ones who claim a guy
that's [F#m]everyone's nigga
Leave for a month to Colombia
and now [Em]everything bigger
Even your attitude is bigger,
your [F#m]ap petite growing
Your nigga is not even [Em]a starting QB
That nigga on the field before the game,
he just [F#m]practicin' throwing
What happened to sellin' real estate? Where all
[Em]that shit was goin'?
All your fuckin' captions lately
talkin' 'bout [F#m]happy and glowin'
All of that snappin' and posin'
Whole time, [Em]he jealous of your past,
who the fuck was your last?
[F#m]Askin' questions 'bout niggas,
and you get slapped in the face if you [Em]happen to know him
Domestic abuse, that man is [F#m]not a man for
you, he's a pathetic excuse
Lyin' through [Em]your teeth,
scared of lettin' your skeletons loose
But you [F#m]stick around,
'cause who's out there that's better for you?
Plus he paid [Em]the surgeon so your
ass could get a caboose
But he wants you covering [F#m]it up,
so your dresses is loose
Plus [Em]it's the only thing they see
when you get introduced
Now you [F#m]on a flight to Bogotá just to get it reduced,
[Em]good Lord
More weeks of recovery clinics,
front like you [F#m]love every minute
You gettin' pushed to the brink,
you sittin' at [Em]double your limit
Meanwhile, that nigga out in my
city fuck[F#m]in' on bitches
If they even mention me and showin'
me [Em]love, then it's finished
Jealous- ass nig[F#m]gas
[Em]Damn
Then you got the ones that travel
'cross the globe
[F#m]Everything is paid,
they don't need a man
[Em]Don't listen to Drake,
never been a fan
[F#m]You got a million hoes, yeah,
I understand
[Em]I'm never fuckin' you,
so take that out your plans
[F#m]I'm good on all you niggas 'til
a ring is on my hand
[Em]Then I search your name,
find you on the 'Gram
[F#m]Click the Linktree and see you suckin' dick on cam,
what [Em]the fuck?

[Verse 4]
Oh, hell [F#m]no
It can't be
[Em]Not Mrs. Independent, dude
[F#m]Nah
So, [Em]uh

[Verse 5]
To all the ladies wonderin' [F#m]why
Drake can't rap like that same
old guy
It's 'cause [Em]I don't know
how anymore
I don't know [F#m]how, yeah
I've had [Em]my beliefs tested,
my faith broken in [F#m]half
I try to joke and I laugh
But I just don't know [Em]how anymore, love
I just don't know [F#m]how, yeah

[Verse 6]
To [Em]all the ladies on my case
with a look on they face
Allow [F#m]me to put these bums
right back in they place
For all [Em]the niggas who act twelve
The fake gangsters with a [F#m]MAC- 12
The ones that only hit your phone up
when it's [Em]past twelve
Baddies not the only ones worried
'bout [F#m]strikin' a pose
You orderin' one bottle to split
between [Em]five of the bros
All your boos think it's Halloween
and they [F#m]went ghost
That's when you go Miami on
the 'Gram and you [Em]rent boats
And now they thinkin' you sweet
with the bread like [F#m]French toast
You boys becomin' detectives,
but ain't in no [Em]trench coats
I would never guess that
you niggas is [F#m]this crazy
She took dick in Ibiza, you turn
into [Em]Dick Tracy
You niggas so jaded
Actin' [F#m]Hulk tough, but you only turn green
because your necklace is [Em]gold- plated
She settled for an NBA star
that's [F#m]through playin'
Instead, she got an NBA fan
that's [Em]2K- in'
She lookin' for high ground,
hate bein' [F#m]tied down
She loved you for the first year,
but those feelings [Em]died down
She livin' in downtown,
you live with your [F#m]par ents still
You don't own a steering wheel,
so you can't even [Em]drive down
You downloaded the My Mercedes
app for some [F#m]time now
To track when she ride 'round
You know where she [Em]goin' before she there,
it raise eyebrows
You hackin' [F#m]her iCloud, you committing
cyber crimes
You niggas is [Em]out of line
She's finally movin' on,
she's only said it a [F#m]thou sand times
You sold her a dream,
talkin' that give you the world [Em]shit
Her friends wanna get her back on
that diamonds and [F#m]pearl shit
I mean, it was girls there,
but it wasn't a [Em]girls trip
She met a guy
She met a guy that ain't [F#m]just gettin' by,
a better guy
She 'bout to spread her wing
[Em]s and you just gotta let her fly
You know you can't control [F#m]a Gemini,
that's facts
She like, [Em]"Shh, quiet, everybody,
the game started
My new boo [F#m]hoopin' tonight and he
said he play at the Garden
He said if [Em]I ain't watching,
then that nigga ain't startin'"
She point to the [F#m]guy that she talkin'
'bout and it's James Harden

[Verse 7]
Damn, [Em]dog
Lost your, lost your [F#m]girl to The Sniper,
huh?
[Em]13, good God
I feel for [F#m]you, bro

[Verse 8]
Look
[Em]So, to all the ladies wonderin' why
[F#m]Drake can't rap like that same
old guy
It's 'cause [Em]I don't know
how anymore
I don't know [F#m]how, yeah
I've had [Em]my beliefs tested,
my faith broken in [F#m]half
I try to joke and I laugh
But I just don't know [Em]how anymore, love
I don't [F#m]know how
[Em]That's real

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