Kids Are Growing Up

Kids Are Growing Up Guitar Chords

The Kid LAROI
Album : The First Time
    [Intro]
D Bm G F#
D Bm
G    F#
 Yeah
 
 
[Verse 1]
D                     Bm
 Growing up I used to wanna be my Uncle Wayne
G                F#                        D
 Until I saw his body layin' in the grave (Rest in peace)
                  Bm                  G
Growing up I used to want a Jeep Wrangler (Haha)
  F#
Until I got to drive a Range
D             Bm
 Growing up I used to have a lot of friends
G  F#
 Until I saw the money change 'em
D             Bm
 Growing up I used to want a lot of hoes
G  F#                 D
 Until I met Ben Franklin
                        Bm
I'm writin' this from a place that you ain't heard about
G                    F#
 That you could only comment through the word of mouth
D                      Bm
 Growing up, I used to tell my ma, "I'll work it out"
G                              F#
 I worked it out but now still somehow shit ain't working out
D                      Bm
 Growing up, I watched my favorite rappers interviews
G                              F#
 I ain't believe 'em when they said, "It ain't all what it seems"
D                 Bm
 But now I'm here, realized they were tellin' truth
G                         F#                          D
'Cause you sacrificed yourself for everybody's needs, by any means
                   Bm
I'm married to the game for this diamond ring
G                                   F#
And I spend more time with her than anybody else it seems
D                          Bm
 Court side with my bitch, we can't see the nosebleeds
G                         F#
Afterparty, Bootsy Bellows, hoes make they nose bleed
D                                  Bm
Always stressin' 'bout my brother, I know this shit hard on him
G                              F#
Always stressin' 'bout my momma but I know that God got her
D                               Bm
I'm stressin' out more now than what I did at rock bottom
G                            F#
And I'm blowin' more clouds, hopin' that'll help stop it
D                                     Bm
It's all smoke and mirrors with these bitches
               G                         F#
It's all smoke and mirrors with 'em all (For real, haha)
D                      Bm
Promised the world and delivered me a atlas
G
 But I guess that's how it goes
 
 
[Chorus]
D Bm G             F#            D       Bm         G
Ooh,  I don't know why I can't believe it (Oh, yeah)
                       A        Bm
Oh, nothin' ever as it seems at all (Ooh)
G                                D            Bm
 I thought my nightmares were my dreams (Ooh, I don't believe)
     G                        N.c.
This ain't what it seems now, no