Drake – 4pm In Calabasas Chords

No Capo
G
Yeah
D
All you self promoters are janky
Em
We established like the Yankees
C
This whole fucking game thankless
G
We movin' militant but somehow you the one tankin'
D
No limit to where I can take it
Em
And you know me as a Cris bottle sender
C
Check pick upper
G
I thought we looked out for one another
D
Saw us all as brothers in the struggle
Em
Too blessed to be humble
C
I guess it's different in the city I come from
G
All the sudden I got people showing how much they truly resent me
D
They whole demeanor just spells envy
Em
They tryna tempt me
C
The higher I get, the less they accept me
G
Even had the OG's tryna press me
D
Ha-ha-ha-ha
Em
No way out cause I'm already in it
C
I'm not attending when I do a show and get a ticket
G
Good business can clean millions, I got the vision
D
I been had it since No Scrubs and No Pigeons
Em
Even back when I wasn't as poppin'
C
When they told me take an R&B nigga on the
G
road and I told 'em no and drew for Kendrick and Rocky
D
I tried to make the right choices with the world watching
Em
"Mike never tried to rap like Pac
C
Pac never tried to sing like Mike"
G
Those my dad's words to me when I asked him how to make it in life
D
And I always said my mother gave the greatest advice
Em
Look at me now, they look at me like the golden child
C
Can't nobody hold me down, especially not right now
G
Certain shit is just too wild to reconcile
D
Take that, take that no love in they heart so they fake that
Em
DiCaprio level the way they play that, damn nigga, what is that
C
Y'all hear no songs then hit my phone like you did that
G
And you even hit my line like where you been at
D
It's always on some shit like when can I get a favor
Em
Or where my bitch at, like I'm about to tell you where she been at
C
Costa Careyes, I got her kidnapped
G
She ain't sorry and I ain't sorry, it's too late for sorry
D
Green, White and Red on my body cause I'm dipped in Ferrari
Em
All she wanna do is get high and listen to PARTY
C
She complain, I tell the driver to drop her at Barneys
G
My summer diet is just Rosé and calamari
D
Look now you got me started
Em
I'm the black sheep, rest in peace to Chris Farley
C
I got a lot to lose cause in every situation
G
I'm the bigger artist, always gotta play it smarter
D
Y'all shook up, I'm here on the cookup
Em
Cameras pointing every time I look up
C
That's why I gotta duck behind Chubb shoulder just to hit the Kush up
G
Sponsorship dollars is sky high
D
He be like, "Drake, will you please stop smoking la la?"
Em
Chubbs, why try, I'm a thug, I'mma die high
C
Got the Rose pink tinted lenses, it's a Wednesday
G
Architects takin' dimensions, they redoin' the entrance
D
Yeah, redoin' the entrance
Em
Kinda like when you niggas drop on some again and again shit
C
And you still never quite get it
G
Meantime Drizzy over there, tryna make you
D
Make you dance to this, yeah I make you dance to this
Em
I rode big body, widebody, Calabasas road winder
C
Sunshinin', waxed tires
G
See Kris Jenner, I beep twice and I wave
D
The rest of you boys I blow Keysh right in your face
Em
Pistol by my bed, I'm sleep but I'm awake
C
For that one night you niggas try to reach inside my safe
G
Don't push me cause I'm way too uneasy nowadays
D
These guys move so greasy nowadays
Em
I tell you my life and y'all don't believe me when I say it
C
Save my stories for down the line, I'm too ahead of the curve every time
G
Just total the hits and see what you find
D
You SWV cause you weak and I'm always always on your mind
Em
Yeah
C
And we can't stop
G
Make you dance to this
D
I'mma make you One Dance to this
Em
A-ha-ha-ha-ha
C
Bod breed bod bwoi