Chase Atlantic - Drugs & Money: chords

C#m7       D#m7                   G#m7
I think I'm God and some other shit, yeah
         C#m7                       C#m7
You know how I get when I'm in my head, yeah
D#m7                        G#m7
Pink shadows in the basement, whoa
            C#m7
What's that pink shadow in the base-

          C#m7            D#m7
Mama, I'm sorry, reality's boring
                                     G#m7
I cut it up, wash it all down with a forty
                 C#m7
I probably won't snort it
My head is discarded
         C#m7               D#m7
I try to ignore it, I try to ignore it
                                             G#m7
I'm searching for a drag, girl, you know the story
                   C#m7
Girl, you know the story

Chorus:
                  C#m7
Drugs and fucking money
      D#m7
I can hear the birds sing
                  G#m7
Drugs and fucking money
        C#m7
Fucking up this whole thing
                  C#m7
Drugs and fucking money
     D#m7
Only thing that I need
                  G#m7
Drugs and fucking money, yeah
                        C#m7
Yeah, drugs and fucking money
      D#m7
I can hear the birds sing
                  G#m7
Drugs and fucking money
        C#m7
Fucking up this whole thing
                  C#m7
Drugs and fucking money
     D#m7
Only thing that I need
                  G#m7  C#m7
Drugs and fucking money, yeah
               C#m7
Drugs and fuck-

Woo, gold-plated chain in my pocket (in my pocket)
I could make it rain if I wanted to (if I wanted to)
She said, "You got drugs 'cause I want 'em"
Hell, nah
I told you they're mine, girl, just stop it

Mama, I'm sorry, reality's boring
I cut it up, wash it all down with a forty
I probably won't snort it
My head is distorted
I try to ignore it, I try to ignore it
I'm searching glory, girl, you know the story
Girl, you know the story

Chorus:
Drugs and fucking money
I can hear the birds sing
Drugs and fucking money
Fucking up this whole thing
Drugs and fucking money
Only thing that I need
Drugs and fucking money, yeah
Yeah, drugs and fucking money
I can hear the birds sing
Drugs and fucking money
Fucking up this whole thing
Drugs and fucking money
Only thing that I need
Drugs and fucking money, yeah
Yeah, drugs and fucking

Damn, I love it (woah)
Maybe I should drop it, pick a different subject
Maybe it's deliberate if it's lacking substance
Baby, you still listen so I know you love it
I know you love it

Well, I guess I could sell some nice things
Or write about how good my life's been
I'm sure your parents wouldn't like me
These circumstances can be frightening
I guess it matters how you time things, yeah
Balance addiction on a tight string
Money and drugs are all I think about
So I'ma drop this song and let the birds sing

Damn, I love it (woah)
Maybe I should drop it, pick a different subject
Maybe it's deliberate if it's lacking substance
Baby, you still listen so I know you love it
I know you love it