Free The Frail Chords - JPEGMAFIA

| G# B Ebm F#

{tab: e|-x-----x------x------2--|}

{tab: B|-x-----x------7------2--|}

{tab: G|-5-----10-----8------3--|}

{tab: D|-6-----11-----8------4--|}

{tab: A|-6-----11-----6------4--|}

{tab: E|-4-----9------x------2--|}

Intro

You think you know me? You think you fucking knew me G# B Mm, mm (ahem) Ebm Mm, mm, mm, mm G# Don't rely on the strength of my.... baby B If it's good, then it's good Ebm Break it down, this shit is outta my hands, hey

Verse 1

G# I feel annoyed B I'm feelin' strange, I feel the gains, I fill a void Ebm I'm still a roach, I'm doin' shows, I feel employed Even though I'm coy , and you know that, boy G# C'mon, I still feel the same B I feel afraid, this Easy A, I'm feelin' framed Ebm I wear a mask, I see the Banes, I'm still ashamed Even though they aim, it's crazy, man G# Feel like I'm losin' hope B I'm on the web, I net the gross, I see the growth Ebm I feel engaged, I'm in the game, don't need a coach But I really do, really don't G# Huh, I just been in my head B I'm gettin' fried, I'm on the side, I'm Kevin Fed Ebm I played with fire, I can't retire, I need the bread, stat

Chorus

G# Don't rely on the strength of my image, hey B If it's good, then it's good F# Break it down, the shit is outta my hands, whoa G# Said, don't rely on the strength of my image, hey B If it's good, then it's good F# Break it down, the shit is outta my hands, yeah

Verse 2

N.C. Look, I used to walk around with guns on me G# Huh, I used to spin that bass to Michael Prophet B I used to think you wasn't poppin' until you had a stalker Ebm I'm not no alpha male, I'm Carly Rae, you Braden Walker Look, ninety-nine ain't no stack, baby G# Say it, two times, feel like Casanova B Y'all be praying' to Jehovah, I be prayin' to Hova Ebm I never whipped or sold the yola, still sold out the Nova (damn) (Two claps right here) Alright, let's clap

Instr

G# B F# Ebm (2x)

Chorus

G# Don't rely on the strength of my image, hey B If it's good, then it's good F# Break it down, the shit is outta my hands, no (such a cool chord change) G# Don't rely on the strength of mine, mine B If it's good, then it's good F# Break it down, the shit is outta my hands, no

Interlude

N.C. Oh, you think I'm lying? N.C. F**k outta here, dawg N.C. -Sayin', huh

Outro

N.C. Quicksand's N.C. Too thick to stand N.C. Figure out now what it is that you need N.C. I'll step out for a minute to breathe N.C. One set of footsteps in the sand, but I'm not being carried N.C. If it gets out of hand, you can go on without me