Tonart: B major
Verse 1
Am
G
D
Em
Let it all work out
D
Am
G
Em
D
Am
G
Let it all work out
Em
D
Am
G
Em
D
Am
G
D
G
Em
I'm in this bitch, yeah
D
Was on the outside lookin'
in this bitch
Am
G
But now I'm in this bitch, yeah
Em
D
Am
I'm in this bitch
Em
D
Looked in the mirror said
Don't let the money come between us
G
At my earliest convenes
Em
F#
Well fuck em I feel like I
D
Em
got ten middle fingers
and poppin' uppers
Em
D
Girl, take this, this that shit
that give a flower color
Am
And some bitch named
told me not to wonder
Em
D
The crumbs, you only see them
when the cookie crumble
Am
G
Real shit, n***a, my candle still lit
Em
Had to swallow my pride, though
D
Sweat taste like spearmint
Am
Big up to my n***a with the strap on him
G
I ain't never turn my back on him
Em
Cause n***a act like they cool with you
D
But a lot of these n****s be transformed
Am
A lot of these players be bench warms
G
The game ain't easy, but it's fair,
n***a
Em
I'ma sit in this throne so long
D
Till it's a fuckin' rockin' chair, n***a
Am
Bad bitch playin' my hair, n***a
G
She said, Tone, baby, don't stress out
Em
But I got a lot of shit on my mind, though
D
She said, let that shit work itself out
Am
G
Let that shit work itself out
Em
D
C5
Am
G
Yeah, back in this bitch
Em
Tone, you left this bitch
D
G
Like you knew this bitch was gon'
Am
G
Em
let your ass back in this bitch
D
Am
But ain't nobody else like you in this bitch
G
Em
D
But ain't nobody
Am
else like you in this bitch
G
See if the year was psychic
Em
D
Cause you said there'll be
days like this
Am
G
They want a piece of me,
I ain't the one to serve and slice this
F#
D
Em
I had my share of dirty diapers,
Am
real shit
G
Pussy niggas on that guilt trip
Em
It could be on in a heartbeat
D
You can't no pussy nigga shit skip
Am
I fear God, never fear men
G
Give back, never give in
B .I.'s, never be women
Em
D
Keep an open mind, let them peak in it
Am
Reach highs, never reach limits
G
Need minds, I don't need plenty
Em
This C5, this for B .I.
D
And left eye and T -Bi's
Am
When I seen Chili at a Florida fight
G
I almost asked Taylor Crete with me
Em
But I was young and I held my tongue
D
But with that tongue, I just keep spittin'
Am
G
Em
D
So it all worked out
Am
And I'm in this, bitch
G
Em
And life said, too
Am
You knew me for way too long
I never changed,
Bb
G
D
you know I been this, bitch
And then she said
G
C
Let it all work out
G
Em
Let it all work out
D
C
Let it all work out
G
Em
D
C
Let it all work out
G
Em
Told you you a monster,
looked in the mirror
D
But you wasn't there, I couldn't find you
C
G
I'm lookin' for that big ol'
smile full of diamonds
Em
D
Instead, I found this letter
you ain't finished writin'
G
D
I'm sorry for even apologizin'
Em
D
I tried compromisin'
and went kamikazin'
C
G
I found my mama's pistol
where she always hide it
D
put it to my head and thought about it
C
G
Nobody was home to stop me,
so I called my auntie
Em
D
Hung up, then put the gun up
to my heart and ponder
C
G
Too much was on my conscience
to be smart about it
Em
D
Too torn apart about it,
I ain't where my heart was pounding
C
G
I shot it, and I woke up with
D
G
blood all around me
Em
D
It's mine, I didn't die,
but as I was dying
C
G
God came to my side,
and we talked about it
Em
D
He sold me another life,
and he made a profit
C
G
And he said,
Em
D
C
I'm still in this bitch
G
Em
D
Thank God cause I'm still
C
G
Em
in this bitch
D
C
But he said, remember this
G
Em
D
Ain't nobody else like you
C
G
Em
D
in this bitch
C
And don't forget when I did this, bitch
G
Em
Can't even remember when I didn't,
D
Am
G
bitch
Em
D
G
Em
I'm out this bitch
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