Tom: D
Introdução:
D A
Nobody blowin' up my phone
Bm G
I ain't buzzin' and I ain't stoned
D A G
But I'm ridin', flyin' higher than the blue sky
D A
If you don't like me, brother, that's okay
Bm G
I ain't gonna let it wreck my day
D A G
I keep stylin', smilin', handin' out the sunshine
Em A
I got no good reason why
D A
Damn, it feels good to be me
Bm G
Seats laid back in my Cutlass Supreme
D A
I'll be alright, rollin' these streets
G
All summer long
Damn, I got it all figured out