When I Grow Up

When I Grow Up: Chords

Intro:
REm  LA  REm  LA7  REm  LA  REm  LA7

    REm                        LA
Yeah, when I grow up, you know what I wanna be?
       REm                        LA7
Take a seat, let me tell you my ridiculous dreams
        REm                    LA
I wanna rap, yeah, I know it's hard to believe
          REm                   
And I can tell you're already thinkin' 
       LA7
I will never succeed
         REm                      LA         
But I'm okay with it, I admit the lyrics are weak
       REm                           LA7
I been workin' on 'em, I'll be good eventually
       REm
I understand you gotta crawl 
           LA
before you get to your feet
           REm
But I been running for a while, 
           LA7             REm
they ain't ready for me, ah

I know this probably isn't really realistic

And honestly, I might not ever make a difference

But that don't make a difference, I'ma have to risk it

I been crunchin' numbers, 

you ain't gotta be a mathematician

And see the odds ain't rootin' for me

I can't lie though, it's kinda how I like it to be

The underdog, yeah, 

you probably think you know what I mean

But what I'm saying is they ever push me, 

I'm gonna swing, yeah
REm
I could go to college, 
       LA7/MI
get in debt like everybody else
REm/FA                      SOLm
Graduate and probably get a job 
             LA/SOL
that doesn't pay the bills
REm                               LA7/MI
That don't make a lot of sense to me, 

forget the Happy Meals
REm/FA
I don't like the dollar menu, 
SOLm           LA/SOL
I would rather make a meal
     REm          LA7/MI
Huh? Make a mil'? Nah, I said make a meal
REm/FA                       SOLm
Home-cookin', get the grill, how you want it? 
LA/SOL
Pretty well?
REm                     LA7/MI
Everything I see is overdone to me, I'm not Adele
    REm/FA
But I'ma get a record deal 
    SOLm         LA/SOL
and say hello to mass appeal

            REm                LA7/MI
When I grow up, I just want to pay my bills
REm/FA                  SOLm  LA REm
Rappin' 'bout the way I feel, oh yeah
               LA7/MI
I just want to make a couple mil'
REm/FA                     SOLm  LA REm
Leave it to the fam in the will, oh yeah
               LA7/MI      
I just want to sign a record deal
REm/FA                      SOLm   LA REm
Maybe buy a house up in the hills, oh yeah
                 LA7/MI
Might not be the best in my field
      REm/FA                  SOLm
But I guarantee that I'ma die real
     LA     REm
When I grow up
    SOLm6+
Yeah, ayy...
            REm
When I grow up...
    SOLm6+
Yeah, yeah, ayy

REm
I'ma make 'em notice me, rhymin' like it's poetry
LA7/RE
Everything I oversee, I just like to overthink

Mockin' me, you pay the fee, 

no return and no receipts
LA7/RE       
Those of you that don't believe, quiet, 

you don't know a thing
REm
Quiet when I'm tryna sing, quiet when I'm making beats
LA7/RE
Quiet when I'm tryna think, sorry, 

I don't mean to scream
REm
I just feel like no one really gets me 

and it's sad to see
       LA7/RE
'Cause someday I'ma grow up and show all of you 
                  REm
it's meant to be, yeah
        LA7/MI              REm/FA
Anybody wanna hear me rap? (No)
                       SOLm   LA      REm
Come on, let me play a couple tracks (no)
               LA7/MI               REm/FA
Come on, I can spit it really fast (no)
                   SOLm              LA      REm
You think I should throw this in the trash? (No)
             LA7/MI                   REm/FA
Tricked you, haters, go away before I hit you
           SOLm        LA
I am not a beggar or a kiss-up
REm                              LA7/MI
You don't understand? Well, I forgive you
           REm/FA
I am not a quitter, 
                 SOLm
you ain't really think that, did you?
REm                        LA7/MI
Maybe someday I could even be up on the radio
REm/FA                    SOLm        LA/SOL
Have a tour bus and maybe even play a couple shows
REm                    LA7/MI
Everybody in the crowd singin' every word I wrote
REm/FA                       SOLm
Tellin' me that I am not the only one 
     LA/SOL
that feels alone
         REm         LA7/MI
Huh? You feel alone? Yeah, I kinda feel alone
REm/FA                      SOLm
Wonder if that feelin' ever goes away 
     LA/SOL
when you get old
REm                    LA7/MI
Will I ever make it as an artist? 

I don't really know
REm/FA
Might not make a lot of dough, 
SOLm         LA/SOL
I'ma have to try it, though

            REm
When I grow up, I just want to pay my bills

Rappin' about the way I feel, oh yeah
             
I just want to make a couple mil'
LA7/RE                              REm
Leave it to the fam in the will, oh yeah (yeah)

I just want to sign a record deal
LA7/RE                                REm
Maybe buy a house up in the hills, oh yeah (okay)
      
Might not be the best in my field (ayy)
      LA7/RE
But I guarantee that I'ma die real (ayy, oh)

            REm
When I grow up, I just want to pay my bills (woo)
REm9
Rappin' about the way I feel, 
   REm
oh yeah (yeah, the way I feel)

Yeah, I just want to make a couple mil' (ayy)
LA7/RE
Leave it to the fam in the will, 
   REm
oh yeah (to the fam in the will)

I just want to sign a record deal (woo)
REm9
Maybe buy a house up in the hills, 
   REm
oh yeah (a house up in the hills)

Yeah, I might not be the best in my field (ayy)
      LA7/RE
But I guarantee that I'ma die real
            REm  LA/MI  REm/FA  LA7
When I grow up...

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When I Grow Up è un brano scritto e inciso da Nathan John Feuerstein, in arte NF, contenuto nell'album The Search pubblicato nel 2019. Quarto lavoro in studio per il rapper del Michigan, presenta a livello di testi chiari riferimenti ai suoi problemi di salute mentale causati anche dalla popolarità. La canzone è il terzo singolo estratto ed è scritta insieme a Tommee Profitt; racconta il suo sogno di diventare un grande rapper, punto di vista di un bambino ignaro del futuro.

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Alberto Moneti

Polistrumentista: pianoforte, chitarra, batteria, clarinetto. Ha conseguito la licenza in teoria musicale e solfeggio presso il Conservatorio Cherubini di Firenze. Dal 1997 è organista presso la Basilica di Santa Maria del Sasso, a Bibbiena (AR).