He so psycho…
F#m         E                 D 
One day I walk up on the street
                E               D
Sun was so hot weather was sweet
                  C#     F#m
I’ve tried to sell my shit

He so psycho…
Run will dislike so as I can
But I Am good no fucking shit
To live another win

           A          E   A
Ayayayay, he said ayayayay
       C#                       D      
My dreams come true when I get high
E             F#m (может A)
When life so fucked up

           A  E   A
Ayayayay, ayayayay
 C#                      D        A
My dreams come true when I get high
                C#
And let the day be gone away

D                      
All I got in memory
E           
Days that never come again 
D
Cry will get it sorely 
F#m
Cry about a death 
D
Hustle is my destiny 
E
Now I know we still retreat
D
Mama don't wait for your son come back 
F#m
He's a kid gone by the wind 
         A    Bm                      F#m
I'm a soldier on the war with myself, ooh 
         A         Bm              F#m
I'm a murderer on the war with myself 
 A           Bm                        F#m
This is my story about the war with myself 
 A              Bm             F#m
Two: versus day and versus myself 

I got no friends on Escalades 
Ain’t got no millions in the bank 
But mamma raised no fool 
(He's so psycho) 
I still alive and every night 
I roll big pipes and dream about 
This life 

Ayayayayay
Me said ayayayay 
My dreams come true when I get high 
When life's so fucked up 
Ayayayay
Ayayayayay 
My dreams come true when I get high 
And let the day become a night 
(He's so psycho)