Lord Of The Sad And Lonely chords and lyrics - KID CUDI

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[Verse 1]
[G][Bm]
[F](Lord of the Sad[G]
an[Bm]d Lonely)
Won't you [G]tell me [F]who
[G]is; the supreme [Eb]leader
[F]Still [A]underused, like I'm not
a human heater
Move [F]and groove, make [G]the bitch [Eb]linger
Want [F]more than the [G]dick,
gold on the [D]ring finger
[C]Not the one to [F]play dumb, see
[G]I'm from Cleveland [Eb]bitch
[F]I'm up in the hill[G]s still keep
it way [Dm]triller than most
[C]Wanna re[F]lax, someone [G]tell me how that [Eb]feel
I [F]say that now [G]until I go an pop this [Dm]pill
I say [F]out loud you wanna
[G]let me cop a [Eb]feel?
Now I [F]pray out loud [Am]but
I know my god heals
Bounce [Fm]with me If you don't
[G]give a fuck [Eb]simply
[F]Fed up won't [G]let up on the overtime
The more I work,
[F]the more they [G]wanna sweat [Eb]mine
I can [F]feel those [G]lames they love to
speak my [Dm]name
[C]Sometimes dream[F]s of breakin'
[G]niggas whole [Eb]faces
And [F]fuck the pre[G]cinct,
ain't scared of catchin' [Dm]cases
Sky might fall, [F]but I [G]ain't worried [Eb]at all
[F]Got me some xannies and a
couple adderall
Plus these rack[F]s we dis
[G]tribute at the [Eb]mall
With the [F]spirit [G]of god and some
[Dm]Gan dalf balls, [C]yum
[F]Lord of the [G]sad and [Eb]lonely
And the [F]ones that [G]feel like
shit on the daily
[Dm]Don't let [C]these phony
[F]niggas and [G]hoes
Be the [Eb]ones that bring you [F]low
Let it [G]be from the fatigue
from mak[D]ing a pussy [Dm]bleed
[F]All of the [G]things [Eb]I've seen
and sur[F]vived
Make a [Adim]nigga feel way
more than just alive
[F]You know my nam[G]e you know my fac[Eb]e
All [F]hail King [G]Wizard in your
motherfucking space
You [F]love [G]it[Eb]
[F]Yep, [G]yep,

[Verse 2]
[Dm]yep[C]
[F]Lord of the [G]sad and lonely
[Eb]Yep,[F] yep, [G]yep[Dm]
[F]Lord of the [G]sad [Eb]and lonely[F]
[Am]Yep, yep, yep
[F]Lord of the [G]sad and lonely
[Eb]And the ones[F] that feel[G]
like shit on the daily
[Dm]I got [C]you
[F]Now I can

[Verse 3]
[G]show you how to
[Eb]make it, no Domingo Dean
[G]In a way in which this
[Dm]universe has [F]never seen
I feel the at[G]tention when I'm [Eb]strut
tin' in my Prada boots
[G]Check with my fresh,
if you [Dm]want I can style you
[F]So unear[G]thly,
my pro[Eb]fession is to [F]wow you
[Am]Nigga how you not [E]better than me,
[F]listen I swear to [G]Je sus
I feel like [Eb]Baby back [F]in [G]99
In the SLS s[Dm]tunting and it's [C]all [F]mine
[G]Shitting on these nigga [Eb]sip
ping on some [F]Swiss Kriss
[G]I got jewelry that is sit[Dm]
ting on ma' [C]slit wrist
[F]My label [Gm]fucking up my [Eb]flow,
see I'm [F]getting pissed
[G]Work too damn hard [Dm]here for
the shenanigans
[F]Don't hang [G]around bum[Eb]s,
and that's [F]how I went fe fi fo fum
Haters, how do my cum taste,
[F]no fun[G], no jokes, n[Eb]o smile
[F]Just a gri[G]n that suggest
I'm the be[Dm]st
Living [F]like I got a motherfucking
pump on my left [Eb]at all t[F]imes
So [G]many kids live their life
[Dm]through my [C]rhymes
[F]See I'm in [Gm]love with [Eb]you all to the [F]end
When [G]shit was dark for me you
[Dm]were my only friends
On the real[F]er,
so [G]smoke some tree [Eb]for your [F]nigga
Ain't nobody got my bounce,
know my juicy ounce
[F]Walk in room[G]s a[Eb]nd
fuckboys close their [F]mouth
The [G]Cud life, you know what
[Dm]we about[C][F][Eb][F]
[G]Lord of the

[Verse 4]
Sad and Lonely