Eyes to the Sky chords and lyrics - JON BELLION

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[Verse 1]
[C]Oh, yeah
Anxiety dances across my pillow case,
my God
[F]It dances it's like, one, two, step
It's asking stupid ques
[C]tions[Am][C]
Like, "Are you living right?"
Such stupid ques[F]tions
'Cause I'm just trying to

[Verse 2]
I'm tryna [Am]live, I'm tryna rise
Above [C]the shit, the devil [F]tries
Which [Am]is why I keep my eyes [C]to the sky

[Verse 3]
Insert [C]something really dope
right here
I'm supposed to write a hook
But all I wanna say is
I just want [F]to be happy
(I just want to be happy)
Want to be happy, yeah
I'm supposed to [C]write
a f'ing hook right here
[F]Money and [C]bitches blah, blah, yeah, yeah
I just want to be happy
[F](I just want to be happy)
Want to be happy, yeah
I've been [C]working my

[Verse 4]
ass off
That's why Christina left me
Been working my [F]ass off
On this project, but I guess that it's [C]okay
My family never liked you
I guess that it's [F]okay
Now I'm just, I'm just

[Verse 5]
I'm tryna [Am]live, I'm tryna rise
Above [C]the shit the devil [F]tries
Which [Am]is why I keep my eyes to the [C]sky

[Verse 6]
Insert [C]something really dope
right here
I'm supposed to write a hook but
All I wanna say is i just want to be happy
[F](I just want to be happy)
Want to be happy, yeah
I'm supposed to [C]write a
f'ing hook right here
Money and bitches, blah, blah, yeah, yeah
I just want [F]to be happy
(I just want to be happy)
Want to be happy, yeah, yeah, yeah

[Verse 7]
Listen, [F]boo boo, bear [Dm]with me, yeah
[C]Smarter than your average
Raised around Brooklyn
based Italian
There's so [F]much soul up in
[C]my Johnson
I don't need a rapper on it
Because [F]the urbans in my testes
But I come in pop [C]packaging
(Yikes)
Bunch of pricks talk shit
We call that cactusing
We don't want no Fight Club
Don't want [F]no Brad Pitt'in
Braymance like this shit just
When I'm ad-libbin'
Fronting on my Sean Penn what
Movie are you actin [Am]in ?
Seventh grade I said
"I'm bout to leave the masses [C]then"
My ex-girlfriend's sister sis[F]ter said
"You babbling"
[Am]Even back then cook [C]crack,

[Verse 8]
drug trafficking
[C]
I'm tryna live, I'm tryna rise
[Dm]Abov[C]e the [G]shit, the devil trie[Am]s
Which is why [C]I keep my eyes to the s[C]ky
You're gonna be okay kid,
you're gonna be
Okay