B.o.B - Nobody Told Me, аккорды

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F                  C                  Am
 I guess I bit off more than I could chew
           G               Em     F      
And nobody told me, nobody told me   
        C             Am
Had it all and never knew
            G
Cuz nobody told me


F                C       
Nobody told me money don't make you rich
Am                   G
And if it did, I'm missing something
F                      C
Nobody told me you can lose when you win
     Am           G                        
And if they did, I'd still be missing


F                                            C
 Who knew that this much success will make it so hard
                             A                 Am
But that's to accept the fact that I can't go back where I left
       G
And back track my steps, back track my steps
   F
The records I dropped, so massive, so large
             C
It makes it hard for hip-hop to digest
   F                           Am
The things that I do, I guess if it's true
   G
Well fuck it, a nigga too good to be the best
   F
Too good to be the best, too good to be stressed
C
Cuz this the type of life, too good to regret
Am
You know money don't buy you no respect
                        G           F
Nigga no respect, nigga no respect yea

So what the hell is that?
    C
I'm tryna recreate the past that I never had
    Am
And smash girls I could never smash 
G
And live fantasies that'll never last


F                  C                  Am
 I guess I bit off more than I could chew
                G             F      
And nobody told me, nobody told me   
        C             Am
Had it all and never knew
            G
Cuz nobody told me


F                C       
Nobody told me money don't make you rich
Am                   G
And if it did, I'm missing something
F                      C
Nobody told me you can lose when you win
     Am           G                      
And if they did, I'd still be missing


F
I ran away from home just to try to make a million
C
Yea, just to try to make a million
    Am
And when you get a million it's a different type of feeling
G
When you look around and what you really need is missing
F
It's like, it's like I'm suffering from a sickness
C                                                    Am
And can't find a doctor to fill out the prescription
G
Or diagnose the illness
                                                     F
Can't leave it in the book, can't buy from the dealer
                      C
And I find that ironic

Yeah, I find that ironic
    Am                      A
How I can buy anything that I ever wanted
                  G
But I really had it all when I ain't have nothing
F                                        
They always say that mo money, mo problems
C                                       
I guess I, I guess I should've listened to the warning
Am                                                   G
I guess I, I guess I should anticipate the stormy weather
                                            F
I guess I'd illustrate it if it's good but however

Well if it's clever
C
I couldn't find the words to say it better
    Am
I'm knee-deep within these endeavors
              G
But all that glitters with gold is not treasure
               F
I'm ready for whatever, I never let er
  C
I work even better when I'm under pressure
         Am
They say money don't make you rich
                  G
Cuz you can't buy shit that can make you better, word


F                C       
Nobody told me money don't make you rich
Am                   G
And if it did, I'm missing something
F                      C
Nobody told me you can lose when you win
     Am           G            C            
And if they did, I'd still be missing


F                  C                  Am
 I guess I bit off more than I could chew
                G             F      
And nobody told me, nobody told me   
        C             Am
Had it all and never knew
            G
Cuz nobody told me
    

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