Hollywood Whore

G C G Em D E B

       E        Em
Am I wrong for being lost?
                               D
The pressures of being boss exhausted every bone in my body
I can't walk
  C
I don’t talk, I scream, I don't stop to think
     D
I'm so close to the dream that I can’t go to sleep
       Em
Ironic, I know, so I need more chronic to roll
        D
Tryna find what's more important, the money or my soul
              C
It's cold, I'm low, I'm caught between the roads
           N.C.
Under the Hollywood sign, you get blinded by the glow, uh
Em
Yo, how could you look me in the face?
E                             G5             C
You sat at the table with my daughter promising you got us
Right after you finished saying grace
N.C.
Why don't you tell her what you're hiding in the bank?
Em
It's time to cut my lawn to see the snakes
                                                     C
It’s time to tell the truth to every fan who doesn’t understand
That it's because of you they had to wait
N.C.
While you left me here to deal with all the hate
 Em
I still smile, but feel so fake
 G
It’s no sun, the clouds are opaque
C
So much shade I read on one page
  D
I can't even look at your name without getting the shakes
Em
What a mistake, uh, look how you take, uh
G
What doesn't belong to you, this was a rape
C
And if fate send us both to Heaven
            D
I'ma keep a blade in my leather so I can kill you at the gate, uh

 Em
(First place)
                                      G
Is it worth it when you see it’s all (Two-faced)?
                                    C
Trying to fit into a world with no (New space)
                            D
Commit third-degree murder (What for?)
Tryna play me like a Hollywood whore
 Em
(First place)
                                      G
Is it worth it when you see it’s all (Two-faced)?
                                    C
Trying to fit into a world with no (New space)
                            D
Commit third-degree murder (What for?)
Tryna play me like a Hollywood whore

Em
I woke up sweatin', tryna forget I'm in a mansion
                 E5
'Cause fans are mad at my expansion
        A
And my friend I thought was family
Who'd always understand me
Got offended 'cause he jealous
A5                       N.C.
We supposed to be at the GRAMMYs
     Em
I'm asking, when did pride and passion
Get mistaken for handouts and ass-kissing?
              C5                            N.C.
The fact is I made it from trailer trash to Saks 5th
Took it from underground to massive, and the come up was classic
           Em
Back when white boys rapped, they gettin' their ass kicked
G
I was battlin', putting these rappers in caskets
C
I was walking home, getting jumped after classes
         D
Tell me why don't my haters mention that shit?
Now my rent is due and I'm a tenant getting by with no credit
        G
Got residue from a sedative I ain't get from the medic
         C
My schedule is so fuckin' hectic, but still I'm in debt
               D
I'd be better off dead so life insurance keep my family fed
It's because of y'all, I couldn't separate from my career
             Em
Because of y'all, I hated myself for so many years
         N.C.
Because of you, you ain't never gonna see me trust
Even if I got a wife, she just somebody I fuck

 Em
(First place)
                                      D
Is it worth it when you see it’s all (Two-faced)?
                                    C
Trying to fit into a world with no (New space)
                            D
Commit third-degree murder (What for?)
Tryna play me like a Hollywood whore
 Em
(First place)
                                      G
Is it worth it when you see it’s all (Two-faced)?
                                    C
Trying to fit into a world with no (New space)
                            D
Commit third-degree murder (What for?)
                                     Em
Tryna play me like a Hollywood whore

             D              C D Em
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                     D
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