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Logic – Under Pressure chords
[Intro] C D# C [Hook]CWork so fucking much my greatest fear is I'ma die aloneCEvery diamond in my chain, yeah, that's a milestoneCPeople calling me, asking me for money, manCThe only thing I'mma give you motherfuckers is the dial tone[Verse 1]C#Flashbacks of a youngin' sipping that purple Kool AidCSkipping school with my homies and chiefing reefer for two daysCRunning from the law, living how I'm living, fuck 'em allCBumping Triple SixCHennessy in my cup, driving through the sticksCWho the bitch riding with me?CMan, the devil tryna get meCMotivated, under-educated, and hatedCBut finally getting cake like a happy belatedCBitch I made it, we onCBuy it, break it, roll it, light it, smoke it, inhale itCWrite it, record it, mix it, master it, press it up, unveil itCFeel like I've been waiting forever, forever to inheritCThis is war, I declare itCTime is money, I can't spare itCFuturistic, so simplisticCPlease decipher my linguisticsCSlow it down, RobitussinCI'm the king, ain't no discussionCAnd now we blowing up like spontaneous human combustionCMy consumption is the illestCSection eight, I know you feel thisCOn the come up, where they run up on you for nothing at allCBrighter than eleven suns, this the first, where my funds?CEBT, that's the cardCI thank God, I thank God, but it's hard, but it's hard[Hook]CWork so fucking much my greatest fear is I'mma die aloneCEvery diamond in my chain, yeah, that's a milestoneCPeople calling me, asking me for money, manCThe only thing I'mma give you motherfuckers is the dial tone[Verse 2]C D C# CGod damn, god damn, we at it againCMe and my homies that know me blowing up like the TalibanCYeah, my stress up, but I'm blessed upCFuck around and get messed upCWhen I murder the rhyme, I'm living divineCYou know that I'm one of a kindCLemme get it right now, hoC C#Draped up and I'm dripped out, right now, hoDCaked up 'til I cash out and I got 'em all wondering how, soCOn the down low, haters drown slowCOn the down low, haters drown slowG#Oh God, my God, we got it all rightC#Oh God, my God, we gotta get it, right?GmThese fuckers facades, they just a mirage, right?GmI said these fuckers facades, they just a mirage, right?C C#Tell me that they love me, know damn well that they don't give a fuckCI be on that finger flipping killing shit up in the cutCThat's what's upC C#All these bitches out here tryna gas it upCThis is everything I ever wanted, I can't pass it upC#Life changed in a year, couldn't happen fast enoughC"Can I do it like you do it?" That's what they be asking usC C#White Benz, black card, bitch better get your plastic upCMan, this shit is hella hard, but we never acting upC G# C ELive it up, hold on to your dream, don't ever give it upC C#Finally had my share of success, and shit, I can't get enoughCNow they know my name through the nationC# CCause my single like that good shit, man, always in rotationA# CNow they know Logic for Logic, not through my affiliationsD# G#Stacking profit on profit, from this music I'm makingFEven Jesus had haters, so when you feeling forsakenC#Tell 'em jealous Judases who this is, and man, that'll break 'emCAnd bitch I'm still the sameCDash of auto tune so y'all can feel the painG#Broke as fuck, back in that basement, not a dollar to my nameFChasing fame, chasing glory, 'til the day we make a storyDPositive that life ain't mine, bitch you can take that shit to Maury[Hook]CWork so fucking much my greatest fear is I'ma die aloneCEvery diamond in my chain, yeah, that's a milestoneCPeople calling me, asking me for money, manCThe only thing I'mma give you motherfuckers is the dial tone[Instrumental] E A D D# C E [Verse 3]E C D(Hello, no one is available to take your call)D F A# AI been working hard, I been searching for GodA D F A# AI been working hard, I been searching for GodA(Please leave a message after the tone)D F D#Little brother, this is your sister, you're busy, I get youABut I insist you call me back cause I miss youDI wish you well, well, I wish you would callF A# ACause lately it feel like I’m just not your sister at all, allD FI’m sorry for calling and bawling, I’m all inA# DAnd I feel like I'm falling lately, it feel like my children hate meFYou tell me I'm beautiful and yet no man wanna date meA# D#Haunted by vivid memories of that man who raped meD A A#And lately I, I feel more and more like mommy, I know I’m me, but stillDYou always seemed to pick up the phone and somehow I feelA# D#Better, but you been answering me lesser and lesserA DSo I resorted to the pills in my dresser, I'm goneC A#And as for - he left and he ain’t coming backD# F DI hate him and if I see him I swear I tell him thatF A#No longer cooking crack in my kitchen, cutting an' selling thatDHe broke my heart, that relationship been to hell and backF A#I been working hard, I been searching for GodA DI can feel the Devil around me as they all applaudFPromise you won't forget me, that you'll always be with meA# AAnd even when you gone I can call whenever he hit meD F A# FUnder pressureD A F A# AI've been feeling under pressure[Verse 4]A D FHey, son, this is your father, don't mean to botherA#How are you? Heard you were in town, but I never saw yaATried to call ya, where are ya?D C#In Paris? What a beautiful destinationA# ATo perish right by the Eiffel, come now, please don't be spitefulD FOf all my small talk, I think we're overdue a long talkA# AWhen I see kids around the way I say how I'm your dadD FIt gets me thinking 'bout incredible moments we've hadD# AAnd on the real I'm trying so hard not to bug youD A#But do you think you could stop rapping about my drug use?AI'm two years clean, no longer a fiendD C# A#Yeah, I'm 57, but I feel 19AAnd I love you I swear, Bobby, I know you're thereD FAnd when the time is right I know that you gon' take careA# AOf anything I need, of your familyDCan I have some tickets to your next show?FWould you stand with me?A# ACan I have some money for my new honey that's hella fine?D C C#I forgot to mention I got divorced from your step-momA# FMy mind going crazy, but I still look hella calmD F A# AMaybe you could tell *beep*DI've been feeling under pressure[Instrumental] F A# F D D A# A [Interlude]D F A# A DHey, what's up, bro? This Ralph, I didn't want much, man, just calling to see what's going on.F A# AI know you're busy. Dad hit me up, it's his birthday today, but I know you know that.D D# A# AYeah, he calling, he be tryna introduce me to his new chick and stuff, man, I don't know how to handle that.D D#I don't wanna tell him like nah, I ain't trying to meet her off top, you know.A# A DSo what you think I should do? Text me, I know you're busy, dawg.D# C# A# ABut he been calling me saying he wanna come down, he wanna bring his new chick andD D# A#Brenda's like "damn, he really tryna rock out with his new chick" cause you know we all talk to Debbie.A D F A#But I don't know, I don't know how to tell him this shit so just hit me back whenever you got the time, man,A D F A#I know there's more shit on your plate. You ain't gotta hit me, dawg, but if you do I'd appreciate it.A D F A# AWhen you back, love you, do your thing. Swag RattPack all day, boy. Alright, nigga[Verse 5]D FYeah, dear family, I'm so sorry that I've been distantA# FEverything changed in an instant, my time has been inconsistentA# FI know that you been insisting, I know that birthday I missed itA# C# GmI swore I told my assistant, but I guess my mind is in another placeE F A#Thoughts often in another world, I started seeing another girlD#It fell through, man, what a worldGm A# G# FBut I'm so focused on my craft, on employing my staffA#Such a perfectionist, I can't even finish this draftGm G# FThis letter to the ones I love, the ones that I missA# DBrothers and sisters that hit me up just to reminisceF A#Meanwhile people outside of my blood asking for favorsA DI don't owe you a fucking thing, you best switch your behaviorF A#Truly remarkable how I barely know you, but somehow owe youAWhen you don't even know 'bout the shit I go throughD F A#We ain't spoken in a while, tell me sister, how your child?A DCome now, girl, give me a smile, come on, girl, don't do me foulF A#Sorry I ain't call before, but I'm calling you right nowC DI heard that you was popping E, stop resorting to the vowelF A#How my mama, how she doing, does she know what I'm pursuing?DI ain't talk to her in years, that relationship she ruinedC A#But sometimes I wake up and wonder just what the fuck I'm doingA DThey say family is everything, I swear that shit the truthF A#I should spend it all with y'all, but I spend it in the boothA DThis is everything I love, this is everything I needF A#Never sacrifice this feeling even though my heart it bleedA DThis is everything I love, everything I needF A# ANever sacrifice this feeling even though my heart bleedF A# AUnder pressureD A F A# FI've been feeling under pressure[Interlude]D F A# AHey, son, I'm sorry I missed your call today, but I was in an AA meeting.D F A# AA friend of mine was celebrating four years so I couldn't get you right then.AAnd then when I did call you weren't able to answer or whatever.AJust wondering how things are going. Jenn and I aren't together anymore.ALiving on my own, you know. Anyway, the whole family, even the family that you don’t know,Amy sisters and your aunts that you've never met are very proud of you. Your cousins just love you too.AAnyway, son, I love you, I just want you to know that. And just keep grinding, you know.AAnd I don't wanna hear you joining the Illuminati cause then I gotta kill ya. I love you, son, bye