Intro: F#m E B x4

    F#m                         E
Yo! I ain't here for the money, I ain't here for the fame
B
Though it might be nice to own a jet-plane
F#m                     E
I'ma do it all for you, come along you'll see it's true
B
But the road is pretty cold, you might need a sweater too

F#m                      E
I'ma put it right on ya, kid from california
B
Tryna make it in life, school that never taught ya
F#m               E
Dreams of my own, I've been working from home
B
I can do it on my own, but sometimes it gets cold- like


         A   F#m        C#m
It's too co--ld for you here and now
          A   F#m          C#m
So let me ho--ld both your hands in the holes of my sweater(Cause it's cold outside and I don't know why) (I'm just living my life)
         A    F#m       C#m
It's too co--ld for you here and now (Nothing what it seems, I've got a pocket full of dreams)
          A   F#m          C#m
So let me ho--ld both your hands in the holes of my sweater (In a world about to freeze so I'll enjoy the warm breeze) (I'm just living my life)

F#m                          E
There's nothing I want more, nothing else I want to see
B
Grab a mic, get in the stage and kill it on the scene
F#m                      E
Persevering for my team, so they can acquire cream
B
Find out what the works pays off really mean
F#m                     E
Living life to a dream, my peers wouldn't believe
B
But I'm running out of breath and I forgot how to breathe
F#m                         E
It's been colder than ever, nothing like I remember
B
Like spring is the winter and everyday is like december

   F#m                    E
So, bring out your coats, bring out your sweaters
B
There's no telling when this weather is gonna get better
       F#m                           E
Cause, I remember the moments when I was thought as a joke
B
Now they giving me handshakes, saying it was a joke
    F#m                         E
But I ain't joking around, I'm trying to give you a hope
B
But you could do it if you wanted, man you drive your own road
      F#m                     E
Yeah, a notebook full of raps by the end of every class
B
Yeah, it's my formula for life, not the formula to math- like


         A   F#m        C#m
It's too co--ld for you here and now
          A   F#m          C#m
So let me ho--ld both your hands in the holes of my sweater(Cause it's cold outside and I don't know why) (I'm just living my life)
         A    F#m       C#m
It's too co--ld for you here and now (Nothing what it seems, I've got a pocket full of dreams)
          A   F#m          C#m
So let me ho--ld both your hands in the holes of my sweater (In a world about to freeze so I'll enjoy the warm breeze) (I'm just living my life)

A F#m C#m