SLEEPY HALLOW feat LIL TJAY - PAIN TALK

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Original Key: F Minor
Time Signature: 4/4
Tempo: 75
Suggested Strumming: DU,DU,DU,DU
 
[INTRO]
 
Db Eb Fm
 
(Great John on the beat, by the way)
 
Db Still smoke a pack to the face
Eb Gettin' high only way to escape
Fm Even when I be feelin' a way
 
I'ma tell 'em, "I'm doin' okay"
Db Like, don't say you love me when I'm in the grave
Eb Don't you act like you feelin' my pain
Fm When I took an L, it was part of the game
Fm As a man, all you got is your name
 
[VERSE]
Db Feel like me and the judge in a race
Eb If I crash, she gon' lock me away
Fm Got a Perc', I might pop it today
Fm Said I'd stop, but I'm stuck in my ways
 
Db And I work like I'm tryna get a raise
Eb She said, "If you loved me, then you would've stayed"
Fm I know what she feelin', that's played
Fm I ain't really tryna bring you pain
 
Db Would you love me if I was a lame?
Eb That mean minus the watch and the chain
Fm Had no car, had to walk in the rain
Fm Bentley truck, but you get what I'm sayin'
 
Db Gettin' money, don't care for the fame
Eb EBK, we don't care what you claim
Fm Got no license, let's Go on a chase
Fm I be switchin' and swervin' the lane
 
Db Double X tried to get me, too late
Eb I said no 'cause I found that shit strange
Fm Don't be lackin' out here, it ain't safe
Fm Take an L, you get hit with a K
 
Db Niggas hate it when you gettin' cake
Eb Wish you could, but you couldn't relate
Fm 'Member me and big bro in the Wraith
Fm Thinkin' back, we was lookin' for stains
 
Db Can't believe I was askin' for change
Eb Can't believe that this shit really changed
Fm In the trap, we was flippin' them things
 
Silly rabbit, them tricks for the gang
Db And my shooters ain't been in no range
Eb Double back like we puttin' in pain
Fm If you with it, then Do what you sayin'
Fm Made your bed and now you gotta lay
 
[VERSE]
Db Eb Ain't nobody think Tjay'll stick, couldn't pay 'em no mind, I know
Fm Industry won't acknowledge my gift, so fuck 'em niggas, I'm just here for my dough
Db Eb First time gettin' six figures on stage, checkbooks lookin' like there's a typo
Fm Woke up one day, my pockets was flat,
Fm the next day look like I just gave 'em lipo
 
Db Eb Love the guys, but ain't never needed gang, just me with it, ISO
Fm Off the top when I spit it, shit be flames,
Fm más o menos, so that's how the price go
Db In the line like they watchin' how I move
Eb Out the streets, but them trenches still approve
Fm Love my fans, but you see me, keep it smooth
Fm We at war right now, I ain't tryna lose
 
Db Eb Soothe, soothe, see a threat, he get left up on the news
Fm I got shot in my neck, that shit could've went left,
 
mama look still upset, ain't shit to prove
Db Eb For them pussy boys, they know what we do, I be doin' it better, be the same
Fm Said he jet, when I see that boy, he flew, DrillyK, this shit never finna change
 
[BRIDGE]
Db Gang, gang, gang, gang
 
Gang, gang, gang
Fm Gang, gang
 
Gang, gang
Db Eb Fm Gang, gang
 
 
[CHORUS]
Db Still smoke a pack to the face
Eb Gettin' high only way to escape
Fm Even when I be feelin' a way
Fm I'ma tell 'em, "I'm doin' okay"
Db Like, don't say you love me when I'm in the grave
Eb Don't you act like you feelin' my pain
Fm When I took an L, it was part of the game
Fm As a man, all you got is your name
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