This song is from the album Scary Hours 2, released on 05 March 2021. The vocals are by Drake , Rick Ross, the music is produced by Coco O., Boi-1da, Robin Hannibal, Rick Ross , Drake, and the lyrics are written by Austin Powerz, FnZ, Keanu Beats , Boi-1da.
This song is originally in the key of Bb Minor. You can change it to any key you want, using the Transpose option. The average tempo is 95 BPM. These chords are simple and easy to play on the guitar, ukulele or piano.
This song is originally in the key of Bb Minor. You can change it to any key you want, using the Transpose option. The average tempo is 95 BPM. These chords are simple and easy to play on the guitar, ukulele or piano.
Vocals: Drake , Rick Ross ,
Producer: Austin Powerz, FnZ, Keanu Beats , Boi-1da,
Writer: Coco O., Boi-1da, Robin Hannibal, Rick Ross , Drake,
Producer: Austin Powerz, FnZ, Keanu Beats , Boi-1da,
Writer: Coco O., Boi-1da, Robin Hannibal, Rick Ross , Drake,
Original Key: Bb Minor Time Signature: 4/4 Tempo: 95 Suggested Strumming: DU,DU,DU,DU c h o r d z o n e . o r g [INTRO] Bbm Tryin', tryin', tryin', tryin' Bbm I pray these niggas understand how passionate the tale is Bbm To get you under my pressure Bbm Richer Bbm I been tryin', tryin', tryin', tryin' Bbm To get you under my pressure Bbm Yes, uh Bbm Biggest, you feel me? (M M M Maybach Music) [VERSE] Bbm Godfather with a garden full of snakes Bbm Call Porsche, time to give away a Wraith Bbm Bricks boy, tryna turn 'em into bass Bbm Big boy, I been tryin' by the Braves Bbm Court room soundin' like I'm in the opera Bbm Went and got it, now these niggas wanna knock us Bbm Bitches fallin' 'cause they need a couple dollars Bbm But it ain't a problem 'cause a nigga really got it Bbm Fat boy, rich nigga, with a appetite Bbm Count monеy all night under the candlelight Bbm Spinnin' vinyl, Tеddy P, or is it Lionel? Bbm Not a model, but I know I been your idol Bbm Big bank, sparkin' weed without a lighter Bbm On fire 'cause I'm just a different writer Bbm Practicin' social distance with all these snitch niggas Bbm Guess he jealous 'cause I had his favorite bitch with us Bbm Big bucks, steppin' outta big trucks Bbm Steppin' on my feet, it'll get you fucked up Bbm Got the squad with me and all they did was gimme love Bbm Foot Locker, twenty deep, a nigga spend a dub Bbm G Wagen for my bitch, that girl go live it up Bbm Death row, that's for these niggas, I'ma hit 'em up Bbm Makaveli, it's All Eyez on Me Bbm Pinkie rings, it's still M O B (M M M Maybach Music) www.chordzone.org Bbm I been tryin', tryin', tryin', tryin' Bbm To get you under my pressure Bbm I been tryin', tryin', tryin', tryin' Bbm To get you under my pressure Bbm Tryin', tryin', tryin', tryin' [VERSE] Bbm Yeah, heart just turned purple Bbm Three sixty up front, it all comes full circle Bbm Class photographs, Sandy had me on my Urkel Bbm (I been tryin', tryin', tryin', tryin') Bbm Patty Mahomes 'bout to fall short a couple hunnid Bbm Signed, sealed, delivered, I fucked the notary public Bbm She witnessed me sign off on some undeniable numbers Bbm (I been tryin', tryin', tryin', tryin') Bbm Yeah, make a set sailin' Croatia to get a leverage Bbm Groundskeepers cuttin' the grass and clippin' the hedges Bbm I took two mill' out the cage down in the desert Bbm Matthew Maddox called in the pit boss, double checkin' Bbm "The number's all good, just pay me, I'm at the Rondo" Bbm Real life, the whole fam' goons like Ralo Bbm One truck in front of me, one behind me to follow Bbm Lemme get a lemon pepper order, please Bbm You gotta have the link before you order these Bbm Dockin' jet skis in the Florida Keys Bbm We all grateful for Weezy, but no one more than me Bbm You just found a bottle with the messages Bbm These days, fame is disconnected from excellence Bbm Half the time, I gotta ask niggas what they profession is Bbm Ushered a generation in, these is where my confessions live Bbm (I been tryin', tryin', tryin', tryin') Bbm I did brunch with the judge we appearin' before Bbm Private villas only, I don't go near a resort Bbm We want everything galore, not just Lira Galore Bbm (I been tryin', tryin', tryin', tryin') Bbm For real, and my city love me like DeMar DeRozan Bbm I sent her the child support, she sent me the heart emoji Bbm They all say they love me, but they hardly know me Bbm (I been tryin', tryin', tryin', tryin') Bbm Yeah, dropped him off at school, big day for my lil' man Bbm Recess hits, daddy prolly made another M Bbm School bell rings and I'm out there to get him again Bbm (I been tryin', tryin', tryin', tryin') Bbm Yeah, teacher parent meetings, wives get googly eyed Bbm Regardless of what they husbands do to provide Bbm Askin' if I know Beyoncé and Nicki Minaj Bbm (I been tryin', tryin', tryin', tryin') Bbm Of course, pull up to the front in the fleet of Suburbans Bbm Flooded French Immersion with the Secret Service Bbm Shit is so obvious, it defeats the purpose Bbm If this is your hobby, then come and meet your maker Bbm Champagne, ring bells in the streets of Jamaica Bbm Started at the crib, look how far this shit'll take ya Bbm Ross sittin' on two hunnid thirty five acres Bbm (I been tryin', tryin', tryin', tryin') Bbm And that's facts, Hamdan Mohammed like my third cousin (Facts) Bbm Mansoor Mohammed like my real brother (Facts) Bbm Dubai embrace me like a Emirati (Facts) Bbm All my Rolls Royces got a different body (Facts) Bbm Mansory, kitted out with every option (Facts) Bbm Lemme know if that's a problem (I been tryin', tryin', tryin', tryin') Bbm If you got a problem with me, gotta walk around it Bbm Used to say I had 'fore I got it, now I got it all Bbm And bein' honest, I don't really wanna talk about it Bbm And if I didn't have it, wouldn't wanna sulk about it Bbm I had it so long, I don't even celebrate it Bbm Negative thoughts don't even enter my inner matrix Bbm 'Magine me still rappin' 'bout if I never made it Bbm (I been tryin', tryin', tryin', tryin') Bbm Damn, not too many parallels left in our lives Bbm I mean, my crib look bigger through my son's eyes Bbm And the squad look bigger to the young guys Bbm And my dick feel better when you drunk, right? Bbm Spend nighttime starin' at the sunrise Bbm And my diamonds all hittin' like tie dye Bbm Air Canada Centre nigga when I die Bbm Y'all gon' have to fly in and do your fake cry Bbm First couple rows, you gon' see the real guys Bbm The ones that purchase they vehicles 'cause their trunk size Bbm The ones that look at other rappers like it's lunch time Bbm Watch on my wrist never showed me crunch time Bbm 'Cause I ain't never let it come to that one time Bbm To be real, man, I never did one crime Bbm But none of my brothers could caption that line Bbm At all, kill me, that's talent God wasted Bbm Instant noodles, sriracha, I still taste it Bbm When mama was too tired to cook and we had the basics Bbm Instant noodles, sriracha, I still taste it Bbm Now it's a movie, I'm back at Bellag', wasted Bbm Niggas love tryna put my back where the walls facin' Bbm Big body frames, wasn't into car racin' Bbm Me and Chubbs drive by, shorty heart racin' Bbm I always end up droppin' the top when it starts rainin' Bbm Livin' in the , eight weeks, sun blazin' Bbm After that, the killers just go into hibernation Bbm (I been tryin', tryin', tryin', tryin') Bbm Damn, rest in peace Dolla Bill Bbm How I get a girl and girls still wanna holla still? Bbm How I'm so famous, gotta live where they hide the hills? Bbm (I been tryin', tryin', tryin', tryin') Bbm Everybody that survive got survivor's guilt Bbm My label gotta prove they love me, gotta wire mills Bbm My boy kitchen's done, lookin' like a flour mill Bbm You niggas' faces lookin' like you drink sour milk Bbm And your albums like some mothafuckin' fire drills Bbm It's like this shit feels real, but it's never real (Yeah) www.chordzone.org [OUTRO] Bbm I been tryin', tryin', tryin', tryin' Bbm To get you under my pressure Bbm I been tryin', tryin', tryin', tryin' Bbm To get you under my pressure
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