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Verse
Em D
■ Careful dancing with the devil he might burn your feet
CM7
Got my name above the door you know I earn my keep ■
Bm7
I done need a whole pie I couldn't take a piece ■
Em
Please don't disturb my peace or disturb my P's ■
Bm
I'm still running from police while I chase my dreams
CM7
Sometimes happiness feel like a reach
Bm7
You know I won't talk about it unless I have receipts ■
Bm Em
You know I really gotta practice 'fore I come to preach
D
It's like nothing weren't handed to me ■
C
I guess the pain just felt standard to me
Hustling for dinner and my clothes became mandatory
Bm
Cooking up a madness like Dexter in his laboratory
Em
Lent my homie bread he won't even make a sandwich for me
D C
If you can't relate I doubt you'll ever understand me fully ■
Tryna heal these wounds nobody putting on a bandage for me
Bm Em
Ever lost my feet then I remember who was standing for me
Rent due end of the month came up
D
You know ■ my mama hate how her son came up
C
On the corner pushing work until the sun came up
Bm
But at least she couldn't say she see her son gave up
Em
I be chasing bag that's why I'm always in a hurry
D
Really show no interest if it ain't about no money
C
Tried to show you love and then your energy went funny
Bm Em
But how am I supposed to beg That's disgusting Sully ■
Revisiting my feelings in the cemetery
D
All these bitches love me I keep turning them to enemies
CM7 C
I know that I'm toxic but it's easy blaming Genevieve
Bm
Guess that all I do is add disaster to their recipes
Em D
Tired of my own shit I'm working on a better me ■
CM7
And I stopped being blind to God blessing me ■
If you don't disturb my peace then it ain't stressing me
Bm Em
Hella weed listening to bangers from the seventies ■
D
I know my own ego is deflatable ■
C
But I ain't never met a bitch who ain't replaceable ■
Bm
Man wanted loyalty but they ain't capable ■
Em
So normally I just fuck then I'm unchaseable ■
White boy but I'm a black sheep
D
I'm still running through these packs like an athlete
C
It's like fifteen pounds on the backseat
Bm Em
Arsehole flapping I just pray we make it back sweet ■
If we don't that's a fifty grand L
D
Too much on my plate I can't be stressing over girls
C
He who steer the ship will be deciding where it sells
Bm Em
Please don't disrespect me I might steer it into Hell ■
But what are we without ourselves
D
That's like Kenan without Kel or Gelato with no smell
C Bm
Free my bruddas in their cells and give 'em bail
Em
We just hope it isn't jail for real ■
D
Down in the dirt I'll really tell you how that earth taste ■
Birthdays was the worst days
C CM7
Still ain't met a bitch who didn't fuck me on the first date
Bm Em
Made her legs shake you woulda thought it was a earthquake ■
Ex had a baby I'm just happy it weren't mine
D
I wish her all the best but I'm still happy it weren't mine
C
All I do is grind so my money can't decline
Bm7
Hakkasan for some Wagyu with the dumplings on the side
Em
Thought mans was the plug until he went to get his rere
D
Now every time he comes you gotta drive him here to see me
C
Then I checked my story and she always there to pree me
Bm Em
I friend zoned the bitch and had her feeling like she Phoebe ■
D
I'm like life's a big elevator ■
C
Secretive I tell people I'm a decorator ■
Bm
Benny really get to work I'm a demonstrator ■
Em
Reminding you that they ain't messing with my pen and paper
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D
Six figures in my bank but I'm still feeling broke ■
Thank God my daughter showed me that I'm rich at home
CM7 CM7
I probably woulda lost my mind if I lived alone ■
But ain't nobody eat if I don't bring it home