Juice WRLD – Conversations (Guitar)

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Oh my God, Ronny

      G#m                            E
The devil hit my phone, he wanna talk

    E                           F#
But I'm not really up for conversations

G#m                           E
I can have my cake and eat it, too

E                     F#
I just gotta make a reservation

G#m                  E
Chillin' in my head, but it's hot

E                  F#
Flames everywhere, I see Satan

G#m                E
Demons tryna run up in my spot a lot

E                      F#
Really, really runnin' out of patience

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T— Timing, timing, timing

          E              F#
All about timing, timing, timing

               G#m             E
Sit back in my chair, relaxing and reclining

             E                  F#  N.C.
He has not a care in the world, no, I'm lying

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Takin' all these meds to the face got me flying

                 E               F#
Takin' all these meds to the face got me dying

                   G#m             E
Smoke 'til my mind frying, eyes red, high and crying

                   E             F#
Numb the pain with Oxy and Dior, yeah, pricey

           G#m         E
Juice like 2Pac Shakur, no ice tea

          E                 F#
Givenchy, Louis V, Double V, icy

              G#m                        E
Wedding ring, better things, better half, wifey

            E                        F#
Only things numbing me from this hard life, uh, uh, alright

      G#m                       E
The devil hit my phone, he wanna talk

    E                           F#
But I'm not really up for conversations

G#m                    E
I can have my cake and eat it, too

E                     F#
I just gotta make a reservation

G#m                 E
Chillin' in my head, but it's hot

E                  F#
Flames everywhere, I see Satan

G#m                E
Demons tryna run up in my spot a lot

E                      F#
Really, really runnin' out of patience

    G#m              E
I'm waiting, waiting, waiting, sittin' up

E               F#               G#m
Waiting, waiting, waiting, contemplating

        E
My heart racing

                E                F#
Feels like I'ma die every second of the day

               G#m  E
So I gotta get high

                E                        F#
Ain't no coming down, ain't no coming down, why?

                    G#m                     E
My anxiety bring me down, that's the fucking downside

                       E                   F#
It's like every time I ball, I just end up off-sides

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  This light of mine goes dim tonight

G#m      E
  Will I be alright?

E                  F#
  Let me guess, no answer, right?

      G#m                       E
The devil hit my phone, he wanna talk

    E                           F#
But I'm not really up for conversations

G#m                    E
I can have my cake and eat it, too

E                     F#
I just gotta make a reservation

G#m                 E
Chillin' in my head, but it's hot

E                  F#
Flames everywhere, I see Satan

G#m                E
Demons tryna run up in my spot a lot

E                      F#
Really, really runnin' out of patience