Vizine by Lil Wayne
Key: EmEm | Capo: 0fr |  Left-Handed 

    



Chorus
Em                     F#
Why me? Why oh-why-oh why me?
Bm
Why do I look up and see my feet?
       Em
Am I rising?
                          F#
But why do my peak look like it's out of my reach?
Bm
Why can't I trust what I see?
Verse 1
Em
My scene just a crime scene
         F#
Got the high beams and the sirens, yeah
Bm
My team we could buy teams
Talking dirty money? Check the hygienes
        Em
All the dirty money get dry cleaned
          F#               C
Talking dirty money, Sam Rothstein
         Bm
All my goons kidnap your offsprings
      F#
While I was working on my golf swing
    Em
Oh, sweet dreams, sour nightmares
         F#
It's a cold world, I got an ice grill
Bm
No one man should have all that power
       A     G               F#m  G
If he can't afford to pay the light bills
          Em
I got a forcefield over my heartbeat
     F#                    C
The window seal with no door key
    Bm
I'm popping pills to feel more me
Cut off the wings now I'm soaring
    Em
And I never feel like poor me
     F#
I'd rather feel like the old me
      Bm
I was born with wheels and I roll deep
I could make the devil get cold feet
       Em
Don't like the clove unless it's four leaf
      F#
Get a pussy wetter than a coral reef
      Bm
On my face I tatted me a Fleur de Lis
         G
Should I get it covered with a coca leaf?
        Em
I could tell you better than you showed me
         F#
I could show you better than you told me
       Bm
I'm an OG up in OT and it's no sleep till it's roast beef
   Em
I better not hear a Little Bo-Peep
      F#                 C
Better go figure, better go deep
      Bm
Pass no judgement, pass your weed
                        D7
I'm the goat nigga, no goatee
Chorus
Em                     F#
Why me? Why oh-why-oh why me?
Bm
Why do I look up and see my feet?
       Em
Am I rising?
                          F#
But why do my peak look like it's out of my reach?
Bm
Why can't I trust what I see?
Verse 2
Em
Sipping on purple like it's herbal
F#
Bad brown bitch, Lisa Turtle
Bm
On turbo, you don't wanna disturb him
Momma put too much sugar in my Gerber
Em
Damn, I done dropped too many ashes in my turban
F#
I done see so many titties on Bourbon
Bm
Live a different kind of lifestyle
Different color diamond got a nigga looking like sherbert
Em
Stepped up to the plate, knocked it out the park
F#
Eat a nigga face like tiger shark
Bm
Dressed in all red like Olajuwon
      A            G            F#m  G
My niggas hit your safe like the holocaust
     Em
My niggas catch a case, feel like I got Mossed
    F#
My nigga treat the K just like a love
       Bm
Got a lawyer and an agent but I'm the boss
And my heart always racing but never lost
 Em                               F#
Hello? I was the illest nigga on child support
                         Bm
Now I'm looking at the riot report
Went and looked at the final score
              Em
Bedroom got revolving doors
                     F#
Bitches in and out smiling more
                            N.C.
Than children smiling at a carnival
Ain't got nothing in common but the common cold
                Em
Big B's nigga, honor roll
                      F#
Hold up, I think I found the flow
Started from the bottom bitch
Em
Never been monogamous
Never been monotonous
            G
Never been anonymous
Money is unanimous
Em
Always had accomplices
Always had conglomerates
F#
Always let chopper clip stick out like a bottom lip
      Bm
You running out of time, so you better know what time it is
      G
You running out of tears and you running out of volunteers
Em
Young Mula bitch, I die for the logo
F#
Cocaine price low, call that a low blow
    G
Tunechi like Pablo, keys in the rowboat
                             D
Tunechi in the yacht though, still don't showboat
EM
Sipping on the slowpoke, moving like a tugboat
F#
Smoking like a steamboat, fucking on a love boat
Bm
Better read the ransom note before you read the love note
Bm6
Don't know if its sore throat, deep throat or cut throat
Chorus
Em                     F#
Why me? Why oh-why-oh why me?
Bm
Why do I look up and see my feet?
       Em
Am I rising?
                        F#
But why do my peak look like it's out of my reach?
Bm
Why can't I trust what I see?
Outro
Em        F#
Oh why am I so kamikazee
Bm
Why can't I stay in my seat?
A
I'm so hyphy
Em                F#
Try me, why do I see these bloody bodies?
Bm
Why do I love what I see?
Em                    F#      Bm
Why me? Why oh-why-oh why me?
Em                  F#                 Bm
RIP, if you can't live in peace, then you can die in peace
        Em                F#               Bm
As your eyes close and mines bleed, I need Vizine