Hollywood Whore

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G C G Em D E B [Verse 1]
E Em Am I wrong for being lost? The pressures of being boss
D 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 You sat at the table with my
G5 C 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 It’s time to tell the truth to every
C 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
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D I'ma keep a blade in my leather so I can kill you at the gate, uh [Chorus]
Em (First place) Is it worth it when you see it’s all
G (Two-faced)? Trying to fit into a world with no
C (New space)
D Commit third-degree murder (What for?) Tryna play me like a Hollywood whore
Em (First place) Is it worth it when you see it’s all
G (Two-faced)? Trying to fit into a world with no
C (New space)
D Commit third-degree murder (What for?) Tryna play me like a Hollywood whore [Verse 2]
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 [Chorus]
Em (First place) Is it worth it when you see it’s all
D (Two-faced)? Trying to fit into a world with no
C (New space)
D Commit third-degree murder (What for?) Tryna play me like a Hollywood whore
Em (First place) Is it worth it when you see it’s all
G (Two-faced)? Trying to fit into a world with no
C (New space)
D Commit third-degree murder (What for?) Tryna play me like a Hollywood whore
Em [Otro]
D C D Em The City of Angels (Danger)
D The City of Angels (Danger)
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Composición: Richard Colson Baker, Stephen Basil, Rami Eadeh, John Cappelletty y Brandon Allen

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