Biografía:
Steven Markowitz, mais conhecido pelo seu nome artístico Hoodie Allen, nasceu em New York City, New York, em 19 de agosto de 1988, é um unsigned artista de hip-hop americano e rapper.
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High Again by Hoodie Allen
C Bm D
E Em D
All I wanna do
G Em D
Is sit and wait for you
G Em D
All I wanna do
G Em
Is sit and wait
D
Are you movin' ahead
A
Am I fallin' behind
G E
Fuck it, probably either way, it's probably all in my mind
A
You got all that you want
I got nothin' but time
G Em
Honestly all we want is somebody to grind with
D
In a junior high prom, probably regrettin' my haircut
G Em
Color of my tie, let's photoshop it and airbrush
D
As long as the girl with me is flyer than air miles
Em
I'm a be a happy camper with nothin' to care about
D
Damn, well put, that's the way it goes
G E
I know you say that you love him, but that was days ago
D
I moved to London and tried to find me a Daisy Lowe
G Em
I mean it can't be that hard to find a crazy hoe
D
She high up on the Macy floor, I'm flowin' in my fast car
G E
You want to watch the world end in my backyard
A
We go in circles, like NASCAR
D
Only you get me high, high, high
High again
G Em D
Leavin' your smell on my clothes
G E A
I think that I'm losin' my mind again
G Em D
Baby, don't leave me alone
You get me high, high
G Em D
All I wanna do
G E
Is sit and wait
D
Are you goin' with him, am I takin' you home
G E
Fuck it, probably either way, I end up alone
A
You got all that you want, I got nothin' to show
G E
Honestly all we want is somebody to bone, so
D A
Can I get your phone number, your credit card, and your passport
G E
You gave me this crude face like why did I ask for it
D
My plane to the UK, but I didn't pack for it
Bm
If this is a layup, then where is the backboard
D
A sinful investigation is makin' me unretired
G A
I'm with you, I'm suffocating, my lungs are like fuckin' fire
D flat m D F#m G
There isn't an explanation you wouldn't try to get me high
D
High again
G Em D
Leaving your smell on my clothes
Bm D
I think that Im losing my mind again
G Em D
Baby don’t leave me alone
G A
You get me high, high
G
Nobody's gonna keep me down
D
(You get me high again)
G
My feet are floatin' off the ground
D
(You get me high again)
Bm G
And every time that you're around
D A D G
I'll be down to stay by your side
D
Only you can get me this high
A
You get me high, high
G
High again
D Bm G
Leaving your smell on my clothes
D A Bm D
I think that I’m losing my mind again
Baby don’t leave me alone
G D A
You get me high, high
C Bm D
E Em D
All I wanna do
G Em D
Is sit and wait for you
G Em D
All I wanna do
G Em
Is sit and wait
D
Are you movin' ahead
A
Am I fallin' behind
G E
Fuck it, probably either way, it's probably all in my mind
A
You got all that you want
I got nothin' but time
G Em
Honestly all we want is somebody to grind with
D
In a junior high prom, probably regrettin' my haircut
G Em
Color of my tie, let's photoshop it and airbrush
D
As long as the girl with me is flyer than air miles
Em
I'm a be a happy camper with nothin' to care about
D
Damn, well put, that's the way it goes
G E
I know you say that you love him, but that was days ago
D
I moved to London and tried to find me a Daisy Lowe
G Em
I mean it can't be that hard to find a crazy hoe
D
She high up on the Macy floor, I'm flowin' in my fast car
G E
You want to watch the world end in my backyard
A
We go in circles, like NASCAR
D
Only you get me high, high, high
High again
G Em D
Leavin' your smell on my clothes
G E A
I think that I'm losin' my mind again
G Em D
Baby, don't leave me alone
You get me high, high
G Em D
All I wanna do
G E
Is sit and wait
D
Are you goin' with him, am I takin' you home
G E
Fuck it, probably either way, I end up alone
A
You got all that you want, I got nothin' to show
G E
Honestly all we want is somebody to bone, so
D A
Can I get your phone number, your credit card, and your passport
G E
You gave me this crude face like why did I ask for it
D
My plane to the UK, but I didn't pack for it
Bm
If this is a layup, then where is the backboard
D
A sinful investigation is makin' me unretired
G A
I'm with you, I'm suffocating, my lungs are like fuckin' fire
D flat m D F#m G
There isn't an explanation you wouldn't try to get me high
D
High again
G Em D
Leaving your smell on my clothes
Bm D
I think that Im losing my mind again
G Em D
Baby don’t leave me alone
G A
You get me high, high
G
Nobody's gonna keep me down
D
(You get me high again)
G
My feet are floatin' off the ground
D
(You get me high again)
Bm G
And every time that you're around
D A D G
I'll be down to stay by your side
D
Only you can get me this high
A
You get me high, high
G
High again
D Bm G
Leaving your smell on my clothes
D A Bm D
I think that I’m losing my mind again
Baby don’t leave me alone
G D A
You get me high, high
Hope
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