IntroCEbCChorusC
Work so fucking much my greatest fear is I'ma die alone
C
Every diamond in my chain, yeah, that's a milestone
C
People calling me, asking me for money, man
C
The only thing I'mma give you motherfuckers is the dial tone
Verse 1Db
Flashbacks of a youngin' sipping that purple Kool Aid
C
Skipping school with my homies and chiefing reefer for two days
C
Running from the law, living how I'm living, fuck 'em all
C
Bumping Triple Six
C
Hennessy in my cup, driving through the sticks
C
Who the bitch riding with me?
C
Man, the devil tryna get me
C
Motivated, under-educated, and hated
C
But finally getting cake like a happy belated
C
Bitch I made it, we on
C
Buy it, break it, roll it, light it, smoke it, inhale it
C
Write it, record it, mix it, master it, press it up, unveil it
C
Feel like I've been waiting forever, forever to inherit
C
This is war, I declare it
C
Time is money, I can't spare it
C
Futuristic, so simplistic
C
Please decipher my linguistics
C
Slow it down, Robitussin
C
I'm the king, ain't no discussion
C
And now we blowing up like spontaneous human combustion
C
My consumption is the illest
C
Section eight, I know you feel this
C
On the come up, where they run up on you for nothing at all
C
Brighter than eleven suns, this the first, where my funds?
C
EBT, that's the card
C
I thank God, I thank God, but it's hard, but it's hard
ChorusC
Work so fucking much my greatest fear is I'mma die alone
C
Every diamond in my chain, yeah, that's a milestone
C
People calling me, asking me for money, man
C
The only thing I'mma give you motherfuckers is the dial tone
Verse 2CDDbC
God damn, god damn, we at it again
C
Me and my homies that know me blowing up like the Taliban
C
Yeah, my stress up, but I'm blessed up
C
Fuck around and get messed up
C
When I murder the rhyme, I'm living divine
C
You know that I'm one of a kind
C
Lemme get it right now, ho
CDb
Draped up and I'm dripped out, right now, ho
D
Caked up 'til I cash out and I got 'em all wondering how, so
C
On the down low, haters drown slow
C
On the down low, haters drown slow
Ab
Oh God, my God, we got it all right
Db
Oh God, my God, we gotta get it, right?
Gm
These fuckers facades, they just a mirage, right?
Gm
I said these fuckers facades, they just a mirage, right?
CDb
Tell me that they love me, know damn well that they don't give a fuck
C
I be on that finger flipping killing shit up in the cut
C
That's what's up
CDb
All these bitches out here tryna gas it up
C
This is everything I ever wanted, I can't pass it up
Db
Life changed in a year, couldn't happen fast enough
C
"Can I do it like you do it?" That's what they be asking us
CDb
White Benz, black card, bitch better get your plastic up
C
Man, this shit is hella hard, but we never acting up
CAbCE
Live it up, hold on to your dream, don't ever give it up
CDb
Finally had my share of success, and shit, I can't get enough
C
Now they know my name through the nation
DbC
Cause my single like that good shit, man, always in rotation
BbC
Now they know Logic for Logic, not through my affiliations
EbAb
Stacking profit on profit, from this music I'm making
F
Even Jesus had haters, so when you feeling forsaken
Db
Tell 'em jealous Judases who this is, and man, that'll break 'em
C
And bitch I'm still the same
C
Dash of auto tune so y'all can feel the pain
Ab
Broke as fuck, back in that basement, not a dollar to my name
F
Chasing fame, chasing glory, 'til the day we make a story
D
Positive that life ain't mine, bitch you can take that shit to Maury
ChorusC
Work so fucking much my greatest fear is I'ma die alone
C
Every diamond in my chain, yeah, that's a milestone
C
People calling me, asking me for money, man
C
The only thing I'mma give you motherfuckers is the dial tone
InstrumentalEADEbCEVerse 3ECD
(Hello, no one is available to take your call)
DFBbA
I been working hard, I been searching for God
ADFBbA
I been working hard, I been searching for God
A
(Please leave a message after the tone)
DFEb
Little brother, this is your sister, you're busy, I get you
A
But I insist you call me back cause I miss you
D
I wish you well, well, I wish you would call
FBbA
Cause lately it feel like I’m just not your sister at all, all
DF
I’m sorry for calling and bawling, I’m all in
BbD
And I feel like I'm falling lately, it feel like my children hate me
F
You tell me I'm beautiful and yet no man wanna date me
BbEb
Haunted by vivid memories of that man who raped me
DABb
And lately I, I feel more and more like mommy, I know I’m me, but still
D
You always seemed to pick up the phone and somehow I feel
BbEb
Better, but you been answering me lesser and lesser
AD
So I resorted to the pills in my dresser, I'm gone
CBb
And as for - he left and he ain’t coming back
EbFD
I hate him and if I see him I swear I tell him that
FBb
No longer cooking crack in my kitchen, cutting an' selling that
D
He broke my heart, that relationship been to hell and back
FBb
I been working hard, I been searching for God
AD
I can feel the Devil around me as they all applaud
F
Promise you won't forget me, that you'll always be with me
BbA
And even when you gone I can call whenever he hit me
DFBbF
Under pressure
DAFBbA
I've been feeling under pressure
Verse 4ADF
Hey, son, this is your father, don't mean to bother
Bb
How are you? Heard you were in town, but I never saw ya
A
Tried to call ya, where are ya?
DDb
In Paris? What a beautiful destination
BbA
To perish right by the Eiffel, come now, please don't be spiteful
DF
Of all my small talk, I think we're overdue a long talk
BbA
When I see kids around the way I say how I'm your dad
DF
It gets me thinking 'bout incredible moments we've had
EbA
And on the real I'm trying so hard not to bug you
DBb
But do you think you could stop rapping about my drug use?
A
I'm two years clean, no longer a fiend
DDbBb
Yeah, I'm 57, but I feel 19
A
And I love you I swear, Bobby, I know you're there
DF
And when the time is right I know that you gon' take care
BbA
Of anything I need, of your family
D
Can I have some tickets to your next show?
F
Would you stand with me?
BbA
Can I have some money for my new honey that's hella fine?
DCDb
I forgot to mention I got divorced from your step-mom
BbF
My mind going crazy, but I still look hella calm
DFBbA
Maybe you could tell *beep*
D
I've been feeling under pressure
InstrumentalFBbFDDBbAInterludeDFBbAD
Hey, what's up, bro? This Ralph, I didn't want much, man, just calling to see what's going on.
FBbA
I know you're busy. Dad hit me up, it's his birthday today, but I know you know that.
DEbBbA
Yeah, he calling, he be tryna introduce me to his new chick and stuff, man, I don't know how to handle that.
DEb
I don't wanna tell him like nah, I ain't trying to meet her off top, you know.
BbAD
So what you think I should do? Text me, I know you're busy, dawg.
EbDbBbA
But he been calling me saying he wanna come down, he wanna bring his new chick and
DEbBb
Brenda's like "damn, he really tryna rock out with his new chick" cause you know we all talk to Debbie.
ADFBb
But I don't know, I don't know how to tell him this shit so just hit me back whenever you got the time, man,
ADFBb
I know there's more shit on your plate. You ain't gotta hit me, dawg, but if you do I'd appreciate it.
ADFBbA
When you back, love you, do your thing. Swag RattPack all day, boy. Alright, nigga
Verse 5]
DF
Yeah, dear family, I'm so sorry that I've been distant
BbF
Everything changed in an instant, my time has been inconsistent
BbF
I know that you been insisting, I know that birthday I missed it
BbDbGm
I swore I told my assistant, but I guess my mind is in another place
EFBb
Thoughts often in another world, I started seeing another girl
Eb
It fell through, man, what a world
GmBbAbF
But I'm so focused on my craft, on employing my staff
Bb
Such a perfectionist, I can't even finish this draft
GmAbF
This letter to the ones I love, the ones that I miss
BbD
Brothers and sisters that hit me up just to reminisce
FBb
Meanwhile people outside of my blood asking for favors
AD
I don't owe you a fucking thing, you best switch your behavior
FBb
Truly remarkable how I barely know you, but somehow owe you
A
When you don't even know 'bout the shit I go through
DFBb
We ain't spoken in a while, tell me sister, how your child?
AD
Come now, girl, give me a smile, come on, girl, don't do me foul
FBb
Sorry I ain't call before, but I'm calling you right now
CD
I heard that you was popping E, stop resorting to the vowel
FBb
How my mama, how she doing, does she know what I'm pursuing?
D
I ain't talk to her in years, that relationship she ruined
CBb
But sometimes I wake up and wonder just what the fuck I'm doing
AD
They say family is everything, I swear that shit the truth
FBb
I should spend it all with y'all, but I spend it in the booth
AD
This is everything I love, this is everything I need
FBb
Never sacrifice this feeling even though my heart it bleed
AD
This is everything I love, everything I need
FBbA
Never sacrifice this feeling even though my heart bleed
FBbA
Under pressure
DAFBbF
I've been feeling under pressure
InterludeDFBbA
Hey, son, I'm sorry I missed your call today, but I was in an AA meeting.
DFBbAA friend of mine was celebrating four years so I couldn't get you right then.
A
And then when I did call you weren't able to answer or whatever.
A
Just wondering how things are going. Jenn and I aren't together anymore.
A
Living on my own, you know. Anyway, the whole family, even the family that you don’t know,
A
my sisters and your aunts that you've never met are very proud of you. Your cousins just love you too.
A
Anyway, son, I love you, I just want you to know that. And just keep grinding, you know.
A
And I don't wanna hear you joining the Illuminati cause then I gotta kill ya. I love you, son, bye
This arrangement for the song is the author's own work and represents their interpretation of the song. You may only use this for private study, scholarship, or research.