Ptsd Chords

[Intro]
C#m A B x3
 
C#m
D.A. got that—
A             B
D.A. 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
Fuck 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 kill 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 killers 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 fuck 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 sex, 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, fucking 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
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