Calvin Harris – Rollin (Guitar)

C#m
I've been rollin' on the freeway

            A
I've been riding 85

           F#m
I've been thinking way too much

         B
And I'm way too gone to drive

        C#m
I got anger in my chest

        A
I got millions on my mind

         F#m
And you didn't fit the picture

        B
So I guess you weren't the vibe

C#m
I've been rollin' on the freeway

            A
I've been riding 85

           F#m
I've been thinking way too much

         B
And I'm way too gone to drive

        C#m
I got anger in my chest

        A
I got millions on my mind

         F#m
And you didn't fit the picture

        B
So I guess you weren't the vibe

C#m
L-O-V-E on my right leg, 

C#m
that's Gucci (know what I'm sayin'?)

A
L-O-V-E on my main ho, 

A
that's pucci (get what I'm sayin'?)

F#m
Caught a lil' jetlag but I'm golden, damn

B
We deserve Grammys and some Oscars, damn

C#m
They deserve wammys, they imposters

     A
I be rollin' with my project homies, it's a vibe

F#m
I just did some pills with the homie, it's a vibe

          B
Bend her over, switch sides, it's a vibe

C#m
I come through with strippers and some shottas

A
I gotta accept that I'm a monster

F#m
I pull up in several different options

     B
Not all, but most of 'em came topless

        C#m
I'll shatter your dreams with this cream I make

                A
Gotta be on codeine to think of shit I say

F#m
I can't feel my toes and ain't gon' fold up

B
I was in the parkin' lot when I rolled up

C#m
I've been rollin' on the freeway

            A
I've been riding 85

           F#m
I've been thinking way too much

         B
And I'm way too gone to drive

        C#m
I got anger in my chest

        A
I got millions on my mind

         F#m
And you didn't fit the picture

        B
So I guess you weren't the vibe

C#m
I've been rollin' on the freeway

            A
I've been riding 85

           F#m
I've been thinking way too much

         B
And I'm way too gone to drive

        C#m
I got anger in my chest

        A
I got millions on my mind

         F#m
And you didn't fit the picture

        B
So I guess you weren't the vibe 

C#m
Pluto

C#m
Gotta dig what I'm sayin', 

C#m
Chanel draped on me, baby

A
Gotta dig what I'm sayin', 

A
she look like she's sponsored by Mercedes

F#m
Dig what I'm sayin', 

F#m
this cree cologne is on me, baby (you dig?)

B
Dig what I'm sayin'? I'm goin' hard (hard, yeah)

C#m
I pop up bubbly in your memory

A
You should be glad 

A
I'm showin' you sympathy (show you sympathy)

F#m
I gave you, took you up out the gutter (out the gutter)

B
Ever let you go, 

B
you gon' suffer (you gon' suffer from it)

C#m
I come through with strippers and some shottas

A
I gotta accept that I'm a monster

F#m
I pull up in several different options

     B
Not all, but most of 'em came topless

        C#m
I'll shatter your dreams with this cream I make

                A
Gotta be on codeine to think of shit I say

F#m
I can't feel my toes and ain't gon' fold up

B
I was in the parkin' lot when I rolled up

B                             C#m A F#m
Yeah, L.O.V.E. on my right leg

F#m                                     B
Nah Hendrix overload, dig what I'm sayin'?

C#m                      A
I feel like I should be giving up

F#m                     B
You can't leave this, it's too much

         C#m              A
But I'm tired of you leading me on, oh no

       F#m                       B
I don't like where this shit is going

     C#m                        A
You heart is stuck in all your apologies

F#m                        B
Gave you my all but you went off on me

C#m                    A
Keep your love, it doesn't feel the same

    F#m                            B
I hope it hurts you when you're hearin' my name