Intro C#m A B x3 C#m DA got that— A B DA got that dope Chorus: Juice WRLD C#m A B I turn the news on when I smell death in the air C#m A B I prove you wrong, I made it out of here C#m A B I don't belong, I see my past everywhere C#m A B Don't stand too close to me, eternal PTSD C#m A B I got a war zone on inside of my head C#m A B I made it on my own, they said I'd be in jail or dead C#m A B I've seen my brothers fall over and over again C#m A B Don't stand too close to me, I got PTSD Verse 1: G Herbo C#m I was hearing bangs like Chief Keef A B Always yelling names that's deceased C#m A I go off my mind and my instinct (And my instinct) B Shootin' at the same time, we was in sync C#m On the same thing, tryna repeat (Repeat) A B We was in them whips, right back on the enemies C#m Stuffed on my last hit, I was in the middle seat A B F*ck it, out the sun roof, brodie got a quick release C#m And we in a car real fast from police A B Shots fired back, but his ass in the street C#m When I bought a forty, showed Brittany and Tiffany A B Knowing if they call, it ain't shit they can't get from me C#m Lot of warfare, 17, had a 50 piece A B Flexed on niggas so you know they wanna k*ll a G C#m (Royalty) Posted in the hood with some Bentley keys A B (Loyalty) Roc died, showed 'em what it really mean C#m A B I can't sleep 'cause it's a war zone in my head C#m A B My k*llers good, they know I'm hands-on with the bread C#m A B A million dollars ahead, I'm still angry and seeing red N.C. How the f*ck I'm 'posed to have fun? All my niggas dead Chorus: Juice WRLD & Chance The Rapper C#m A B I turn the news on when I smell death in the air C#m A B I prove you wrong, I made it out of here C#m A B I don't belong, I see my past everywhere C#m A B Don't stand too close to me, eternal PTSD C#m A B I got a war zone on inside of my head C#m A B I made it on my own, they said I'd be in jail or dead C#m A B I've seen my brothers fall over and over again (Hunh) C#m A B Don't stand too close to me, (Igh) I got PTSD Verse 2: Chance The Rapper C#m A Used to run home from the train stop (Yeah) B Running so fast, dodging raindrops C#m A 'Member got robbed at the park once (Yeah) B 'Member thinking that that bitch probably ain't cocked (Yeah) C#m 'Member I was with my mama one time A B C#m Seen a nigga through the glass, hit a nigga with a bankshot (Bow) A Point-blank, head hanging off his tank top (Woo) B C#m A Walked off, we drove off, went to GameStop (Skrrt) B C#m A Quiet ride there, picked up San Andreas (Hunh) B C#m Certain things we ain't talk about, mama, we just prayed off A B We seen it all, don't get involved C#m Carry the weight of the world like a shawl (Yeah) A B Conceal and revealing to people in court C#m A B I still can feel it, I know that the world is evil, in case you thought a nigga forgot it C#m A B When my homie was bleeding out, another homie went in his pockets (Tsk) C#m A Please do not run up on me, not even as fans B C#m Niggas get fanned down on the Dan Ryan A B I'm flying, I'm scary as hell, I need me a Xan (Igh) Bridge: Juice WRLD & Lil Uzi Vert N.C. The days seem longer as life gets shorter C#m A B We know s*x, drugs, money, all in that order C#m A B Ain't no structure, no peace, we've lost our order C#m A B Leaving me with anxiety, f*cking up my sobriety (Lil Uzi Vert, yeah) Verse 3: Lil Uzi Vert C#m A B It's a war zone laying inside my head C#m A B I still think about all my niggas that's dead C#m A B I'm too paranoid, yeah, I know you heard what I said C#m A B I'm too paranoid, I make sure all my opps, they bled (Woah) C#m A B Draining all my energy, no, I cannot sleep, uh-huh C#m A B I'm affected by the streets, no appetite, I can't eat C#m A B I only see red when I see, I think it's my PTSD (Damn) C#m A B I think it's my PTSD (Woah), I think it's my PTSD, yeah (Woah) Outro: Juice WRLD N.C. I turn the news on when I smell death in the air
