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Jealous

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 F#m                 A 
Pretty soon I'ma take your phone
                             Bm                                       D 
Or you should hide it in yo pockets until you get home
                         F#m                       A 
Don't wanna see no tweets about the night we shared
                         Bm                                     D 
Don't wanna hear reasons for it, baby I don't care
                 F#m                         A 
You and I both know I'm not just anybody
                 Bm                                           D 
And I regret bringing yo ass to all those after parties
             F#m                                                 A 
You enjoyed yourself too much and you ain't barely started
                         Bm                                 D 
I just can't invest in shit to end up broken-hearted
                                 F#m             A 
You stay taking pictures, pictures
                                                       Bm             D 
Just too show them to your bitches, bitches
                                                   F#m             A 
Just so you can make 'em jealous
                                             Bm         D 
Now I know where your head is
                                                     F#m             A 
Man you stay taking those pictures, pictures
                                                     Bm             D 
Just to show them to your bitches, bitches
                                         F#m           A 
So you can make 'em jealous
                               Bm               D 
So now I gotta dead this
 F#m                 A 
So lowkey, I just stay out the way
                       Bm                                                       D 
I built a lab up in the crib so I don't leave all day
                       F#m                 A 
You always try to rush out when I need you to stay
                               Bm                           D 
But don't forget to post a pic of you with yo bae
                       F#m                   A 
And by the way, I see right through it
                             Bm                             D 
I let you slide now cause I know you not use to it
                         F#m                                             A 
If this is the way it is, don't even put me through it
                               Bm                                             D 
I'm quick to cut it off, if you don't believe I'll do it
                                 F#m             A 
You stay taking pictures, pictures
                                                       Bm             D 
Just too show them to your bitches, bitches
                                                   F#m             A 
So you can make 'em jealous
                                             Bm         D 
Now I know where your head is
                                                     F#m             A 
Man you stay taking those pictures, pictures
                                                     Bm             D 
Just to show them to your bitches, bitches
                                         F#m           A 
So you can make 'em jealous
                               Bm               D 
So now I gotta dead this
 F#m 
  Boy don't tell me that you sorry when
 A 
  You with them bitches every night when you be partying
                   Bm 
Then you come late night, trying to hide your phone
 D 
  You know that shit'll always end up in an argument
 F#m 
  Why you always taking risk with me?
 A 
  Hold me close by my waist, take pics with me
             Bm 
Women crush Wednesday's mean shit to me
 D 
  Little kid shit and I don't let it get to me
               F#m                                                   A 
Literally the whole world know this shit
Need a girl but you busy chasing hoes and shit
                 Bm                                                                                 D 
You the type to try to keep it on the low and shit
I need a real fly nigga, I'm the coldest bitch
                       F#m 
I'm so legit, I goes and get
                   A 
Got your bitches, they be all up on my shows and shit
           Bm                                                               D 
Look, keep it real, cause every time we chill
All you wanna do is post a pic
                                 F#m             A 
You stay taking pictures, pictures
                                                       Bm             D 
Just too show them to your bitches, bitches
                                                   F#m             A 
So you can make 'em jealous
                                             Bm         D 
Now I know where your head is
                                                     F#m             A 
Man you stay taking those pictures, pictures
                                                     Bm             D 
Just to show them to your bitches, bitches
                                         F#m           A 
So you can make 'em jealous
                               Bm               D 
So now I gotta dead this