Jessie Reyez – Phone Calls (Guitar)

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[Intro] 
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        G#m
Why you always gotta be like that, like that?

C#m
Trust issues, man, my bad, my back's

    E
Got stab wounds in it, my bad my past's

    D#
Got snake one's in it, fucked by my last

G#m
I'm just tryna get where my family's at

C#m
If I die soon, no asthma attack

        E
Breathe in, breathe out, in, breathe out

      D#
But I ain't gonna get it, 'less my ass is fat

G#m
Said producers that I used to chase

  C#m
A lot of "Will you just listen to my tape?"

  E
A lot of "I know that I don't got a name"

      D#
But a lot of "I know, I know I'm gonna break"

  G#m
A lot of these dick-riders finna change

C#m
I don't even got one, now I'm getting brains

E                                       D#
I don't even got one, now I'm getting ratings

                                  G#m
Bitch, you just a little late, so-

                   C#m
Please step to the side

                           E
I got real ones waiting to ride for me

           D#
Waiting to ride for me

              G#m                     C#m
So you don't, get to the front of the line

                             E
I got real ones waiting from time for me

                   D#
You ain't ready to fight with me

G#m         C#m
Ride, ride, ride

                   E
You ain't ready to ride with me

                   D#
You ain't ready to ride with me

G#m         C#m
Ride, ride, ride

                   E
You ain't ready to ride with me

                   D#
You ain't ready to ride with me

    G#m
Oh, Yessie

                       C#m
We loved you from your Brampton days

                  E
Love you for your driftwood ways

               D#
Moving like we knew this

                        G#m
But we read it off your Wiki page

                 C#m
Strangers waving flags these days

            E
But I ain't mad at the new love

         D#
I'm just mad at the old ones
Tryna bust a switch up
G#m
These producers that I used to chase

C#m
I used to hear that I'm too new for the game

E
A lot of these weak ones that I'ma replace

D#
Brush me off, I'ma make that a mistake

  G#m
A lot of these dick-riders finna change

C#m
I don't even got one, now I'm getting brains

E                                       D#
I don't even got one, now I'm getting ratings

                                  G#m
Bitch, you just a little late, so-

                   C#m
Please step to the side

                           E
I got real ones waiting to ride for me

           D#
Waiting to ride for me

              G#m                     C#m
So you don't, get to the front of the line

                             E
I got real ones waiting from time for me

                   D#
You ain't ready to fight with me

G#m         C#m
Ride, ride, ride

                   E
You ain't ready to ride with me

                   D#
You ain't ready to ride with me

G#m         C#m
Ride, ride, ride

                   E
You ain't ready to ride with me

                   D#
You ain't ready to ride with me

                   C#m
Please step to the side

                           E
I got real ones waiting to ride for me

           D#
Waiting to ride for me

              G#m                     C#m
So you don't, get to the front of the line

                             E
I got real ones waiting from time for me

                   D#
You ain't ready to fight with me, yuh
(In, breathe out, in, breathe out)
                   C#m
Please step to the side

                           E
I got real ones waiting to ride for me

           D#
Waiting to ride for me

              G#m                     C#m
So you don't, get to the front of the line

                             E
I got real ones waiting from time for me

                   D#
You ain't ready to fight with me