Logic - Soul Food (Official Audio) Chords
Tempo:
82.075 bpm
Chords used:
A
Em
C#m
F#m
G#
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[C#m] [G#] [A]
[F#m] [A]
[D] [G#]
[F#m] [C#]
[A] [F#m] [E]
[F#m] [C#m]
[B] [G#]
[G#m] [C#]
[A] I said [F#m] I really wanna kill him but [E] I can't
Cause if I do Pope won't go claim I'm the villain but [C#m] I ain't
See my vision [F#m] for pictures I paint Do you [C#m] feel it?
Like I feel it I grip the mic and then kill it
Okay [A] I'm gone As memories resurface from hell alone in
[G#] my past Killing Sip and [G#m] Sinatra from a flask
[G#] Lil Bobby just a youngin' Skatin' was my hobby
[C#] Tryna stay outta trouble My homie in jail [A] for robbery welfare
Fruit stamps [C#] and stealing from the store [E] Come home and see ya in the bitchin'
Notice taped to my door Can't take [C#] no more
Mama on drugs Daddy M.I.A.
What can I say?
I [A] just wanted to be a kid and play To this [B] day
I pay homage to the gods To the greats
Never [G#] stolen I'm from Maryland
Where they shoot you in the dark of the night
Like Christopher Nolan For talking outta your colon
Catch [C#] me rolling with the realest Lyricism the illest
My [A] chain is the chillest Sub [F#m]-zero
Far from a hero [E] bitch I'm De Niro
And good fellas If your bitch around me
[C#m] Just bring an umbrella Let me [F#m] tap into my inner self
And [C#m] kill another healer Murder the game and then resurrect [B] it like
Thriller Yeah my skin is vanilla
But bitch [G#] I dare you to test my killer We [G#m] don't do it for the squealer
We do it for love Word to my homies up above
We [C#] sling it like drugs And overdose them [A] like the dealer does
[C#m] [D#]
[G#] [C#m] [A]
[F#m] [E] [C#m]
[F#m] [C#m]
[A] [G#] [G#m]
[C#]
[Em] I swear this music in my jeans like denim Lyricism seeping them like venom
Yes I know the flow hotter than Lucifer Even though heaven sent him
See my vision as [E] I've elevated and risen Open your [Em] eyes this fire slides
I finally made my way up out that section 8 division
Not by busting and killing though I'm at my sheriff's ceiling
But by putting pen to this pattern Dispersing these feelings
While the label only care about making a killing
Feel my energy I ain't talking E-N-E-I-G
Why I need energy That's the shit they never see
But I out supremacy Number one I better be
Bitch I said I better be Take my comments for weakness
Tryna get the better of me Tell me how is they gonna remember me
As the artist that concocted [C] the perfect recipe
Of what they [Em] be addressing me Talking less of me
Just cause I was different Just cause I was doing what I love
And the fans say they love you But they push and they shove
What they want, what they want, how they want When they want it I just gave them 20 songs
Now they want another 100 I just see it as a challenge
I can do it bitch I [C] run it Run wild [Em] course
Pepper shit I always wanted While the rest of them just worry about [C] bitches
And getting flunted Stay that same [Em] motherfucker from that YS1
Only here for some stronger and better From when I begun
So when people that never knew me They tell me that I changed
That my music is [G] different And my business rearranged
I just gotta stop And [Em] do my best to refrain
From having conversations With people that ain't in my lane
Will I die?
Will I live?
Give the world everything I have to give
This is feelings on a page Know my rhythm not my age
Gotta stand that I'm a man Not defined by his wage
Even though it's in the millions That shit don't define my brilliance
Open your mind and maybe you can see the billions
Of people that separated for all equals
To know the ending one must understand the prequel
I swear this music in my jeans like denim
Lyricism seeping them like venom
[C] Yes I know them so hotter than [Em] Lucifer even though heaven [Bm] sent them
Spit it like holy water prophetically repent them
Then we come
[Em] [C] [E]
[Em] [E]
[Em]
[C] [Em]
[F#m] [A]
[D] [G#]
[F#m] [C#]
[A] [F#m] [E]
[F#m] [C#m]
[B] [G#]
[G#m] [C#]
[A] I said [F#m] I really wanna kill him but [E] I can't
Cause if I do Pope won't go claim I'm the villain but [C#m] I ain't
See my vision [F#m] for pictures I paint Do you [C#m] feel it?
Like I feel it I grip the mic and then kill it
Okay [A] I'm gone As memories resurface from hell alone in
[G#] my past Killing Sip and [G#m] Sinatra from a flask
[G#] Lil Bobby just a youngin' Skatin' was my hobby
[C#] Tryna stay outta trouble My homie in jail [A] for robbery welfare
Fruit stamps [C#] and stealing from the store [E] Come home and see ya in the bitchin'
Notice taped to my door Can't take [C#] no more
Mama on drugs Daddy M.I.A.
What can I say?
I [A] just wanted to be a kid and play To this [B] day
I pay homage to the gods To the greats
Never [G#] stolen I'm from Maryland
Where they shoot you in the dark of the night
Like Christopher Nolan For talking outta your colon
Catch [C#] me rolling with the realest Lyricism the illest
My [A] chain is the chillest Sub [F#m]-zero
Far from a hero [E] bitch I'm De Niro
And good fellas If your bitch around me
[C#m] Just bring an umbrella Let me [F#m] tap into my inner self
And [C#m] kill another healer Murder the game and then resurrect [B] it like
Thriller Yeah my skin is vanilla
But bitch [G#] I dare you to test my killer We [G#m] don't do it for the squealer
We do it for love Word to my homies up above
We [C#] sling it like drugs And overdose them [A] like the dealer does
[C#m] [D#]
[G#] [C#m] [A]
[F#m] [E] [C#m]
[F#m] [C#m]
[A] [G#] [G#m]
[C#]
[Em] I swear this music in my jeans like denim Lyricism seeping them like venom
Yes I know the flow hotter than Lucifer Even though heaven sent him
See my vision as [E] I've elevated and risen Open your [Em] eyes this fire slides
I finally made my way up out that section 8 division
Not by busting and killing though I'm at my sheriff's ceiling
But by putting pen to this pattern Dispersing these feelings
While the label only care about making a killing
Feel my energy I ain't talking E-N-E-I-G
Why I need energy That's the shit they never see
But I out supremacy Number one I better be
Bitch I said I better be Take my comments for weakness
Tryna get the better of me Tell me how is they gonna remember me
As the artist that concocted [C] the perfect recipe
Of what they [Em] be addressing me Talking less of me
Just cause I was different Just cause I was doing what I love
And the fans say they love you But they push and they shove
What they want, what they want, how they want When they want it I just gave them 20 songs
Now they want another 100 I just see it as a challenge
I can do it bitch I [C] run it Run wild [Em] course
Pepper shit I always wanted While the rest of them just worry about [C] bitches
And getting flunted Stay that same [Em] motherfucker from that YS1
Only here for some stronger and better From when I begun
So when people that never knew me They tell me that I changed
That my music is [G] different And my business rearranged
I just gotta stop And [Em] do my best to refrain
From having conversations With people that ain't in my lane
Will I die?
Will I live?
Give the world everything I have to give
This is feelings on a page Know my rhythm not my age
Gotta stand that I'm a man Not defined by his wage
Even though it's in the millions That shit don't define my brilliance
Open your mind and maybe you can see the billions
Of people that separated for all equals
To know the ending one must understand the prequel
I swear this music in my jeans like denim
Lyricism seeping them like venom
[C] Yes I know them so hotter than [Em] Lucifer even though heaven [Bm] sent them
Spit it like holy water prophetically repent them
Then we come
[Em] [C] [E]
[Em] [E]
[Em]
[C] [Em]
Key:
A
Em
C#m
F#m
G#
A
Em
C#m
_ _ [C#m] _ _ [G#] _ _ [A] _ _
[F#m] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ [A] _
_ _ _ _ [D] _ _ _ [G#] _
_ _ _ _ [F#m] _ _ [C#] _ _
[A] _ _ [F#m] _ _ [E] _ _ _ _
_ [F#m] _ _ _ _ _ [C#m] _ _
_ _ [B] _ _ [G#] _ _ _ _
_ _ [G#m] _ _ [C#] _ _ _ _
[A] I said [F#m] I really wanna kill him but [E] I can't
Cause if I do Pope won't go claim I'm the villain but [C#m] I ain't
See my vision [F#m] for pictures I paint Do you [C#m] feel it?
Like I feel it I grip the mic and then kill it
Okay [A] I'm gone As memories resurface from hell alone in
[G#] my past Killing Sip and [G#m] Sinatra from a flask
[G#] Lil Bobby just a youngin' Skatin' was my hobby
[C#] Tryna stay outta trouble My homie in jail [A] for robbery welfare
Fruit stamps [C#] and stealing from the store [E] Come home and see ya in the bitchin'
Notice taped to my door Can't take [C#] no more
Mama on drugs Daddy M.I.A.
What can I say?
I [A] just wanted to be a kid and play To this [B] day
I pay homage to the gods To the greats
Never [G#] stolen I'm from Maryland
Where they shoot you in the dark of the night
Like Christopher Nolan For talking outta your colon
Catch [C#] me rolling with the realest Lyricism the illest
My [A] chain is the chillest Sub [F#m]-zero
Far from a hero [E] bitch I'm De Niro
And good fellas If your bitch around me
[C#m] Just bring an umbrella Let me [F#m] tap into my inner self
And [C#m] kill another healer Murder the game and then resurrect [B] it like
Thriller Yeah my skin is vanilla
But bitch [G#] I dare you to test my killer We [G#m] don't do it for the squealer
We do it for love Word to my homies up above
We [C#] sling it like drugs And overdose them [A] like the dealer does
[C#m] _ _ _ _ _ [D#] _ _
[G#] _ _ _ _ [C#m] _ _ _ [A] _
_ _ [F#m] _ _ [E] _ _ _ [C#m] _
_ _ [F#m] _ _ [C#m] _ _ _ _
[A] _ _ _ _ [G#] _ _ [G#m] _ _
_ _ _ _ [C#] _ _ _ _
[Em] _ _ _ I swear this music in my jeans like denim Lyricism seeping them like venom
Yes I know the flow hotter than Lucifer Even though heaven sent him
See my vision as [E] I've elevated and risen Open your [Em] eyes this fire slides
I finally made my way up out that section 8 division
Not by busting and killing though I'm at my sheriff's ceiling
But by putting pen to this pattern Dispersing these feelings
While the label only care about making a killing
Feel my energy I ain't talking E-N-E-I-G
Why I need energy That's the shit they never see
But I out supremacy Number one I better be
Bitch I said I better be Take my comments for weakness
Tryna get the better of me Tell me how is they gonna remember me
As the artist that concocted [C] the perfect recipe
Of what they [Em] be addressing me Talking less of me
Just cause I was different Just cause I was doing what I love
And the fans say they love you But they push and they shove
What they want, what they want, how they want When they want it I just gave them 20 songs
Now they want another 100 I just see it as a challenge
I can do it bitch I [C] run it Run wild [Em] course
Pepper shit I always wanted While the rest of them just worry about [C] bitches
And getting flunted Stay that same [Em] motherfucker from that YS1
Only here for some stronger and better From when I begun
So when people that never knew me They tell me that I changed
That my music is [G] different And my business rearranged
I just gotta stop And [Em] do my best to refrain
From having conversations With people that ain't in my lane
Will I die?
Will I live?
Give the world everything I have to give
This is feelings on a page Know my rhythm not my age
Gotta stand that I'm a man Not defined by his wage
Even though it's in the millions That shit don't define my brilliance
Open your mind and maybe you can see the billions
Of people that separated for all equals
To know the ending one must understand the prequel
I swear this music in my jeans like denim
Lyricism seeping them like venom
[C] Yes I know them so hotter than [Em] Lucifer even though heaven [Bm] sent them
Spit it like holy water prophetically repent them
Then we come
[Em] _ _ _ _ _ [C] _ _ [E] _ _
_ _ [Em] _ _ _ _ [E] _ _
_ [Em] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[C] _ _ _ [Em] _ _ _ _ _
[F#m] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ [A] _
_ _ _ _ [D] _ _ _ [G#] _
_ _ _ _ [F#m] _ _ [C#] _ _
[A] _ _ [F#m] _ _ [E] _ _ _ _
_ [F#m] _ _ _ _ _ [C#m] _ _
_ _ [B] _ _ [G#] _ _ _ _
_ _ [G#m] _ _ [C#] _ _ _ _
[A] I said [F#m] I really wanna kill him but [E] I can't
Cause if I do Pope won't go claim I'm the villain but [C#m] I ain't
See my vision [F#m] for pictures I paint Do you [C#m] feel it?
Like I feel it I grip the mic and then kill it
Okay [A] I'm gone As memories resurface from hell alone in
[G#] my past Killing Sip and [G#m] Sinatra from a flask
[G#] Lil Bobby just a youngin' Skatin' was my hobby
[C#] Tryna stay outta trouble My homie in jail [A] for robbery welfare
Fruit stamps [C#] and stealing from the store [E] Come home and see ya in the bitchin'
Notice taped to my door Can't take [C#] no more
Mama on drugs Daddy M.I.A.
What can I say?
I [A] just wanted to be a kid and play To this [B] day
I pay homage to the gods To the greats
Never [G#] stolen I'm from Maryland
Where they shoot you in the dark of the night
Like Christopher Nolan For talking outta your colon
Catch [C#] me rolling with the realest Lyricism the illest
My [A] chain is the chillest Sub [F#m]-zero
Far from a hero [E] bitch I'm De Niro
And good fellas If your bitch around me
[C#m] Just bring an umbrella Let me [F#m] tap into my inner self
And [C#m] kill another healer Murder the game and then resurrect [B] it like
Thriller Yeah my skin is vanilla
But bitch [G#] I dare you to test my killer We [G#m] don't do it for the squealer
We do it for love Word to my homies up above
We [C#] sling it like drugs And overdose them [A] like the dealer does
[C#m] _ _ _ _ _ [D#] _ _
[G#] _ _ _ _ [C#m] _ _ _ [A] _
_ _ [F#m] _ _ [E] _ _ _ [C#m] _
_ _ [F#m] _ _ [C#m] _ _ _ _
[A] _ _ _ _ [G#] _ _ [G#m] _ _
_ _ _ _ [C#] _ _ _ _
[Em] _ _ _ I swear this music in my jeans like denim Lyricism seeping them like venom
Yes I know the flow hotter than Lucifer Even though heaven sent him
See my vision as [E] I've elevated and risen Open your [Em] eyes this fire slides
I finally made my way up out that section 8 division
Not by busting and killing though I'm at my sheriff's ceiling
But by putting pen to this pattern Dispersing these feelings
While the label only care about making a killing
Feel my energy I ain't talking E-N-E-I-G
Why I need energy That's the shit they never see
But I out supremacy Number one I better be
Bitch I said I better be Take my comments for weakness
Tryna get the better of me Tell me how is they gonna remember me
As the artist that concocted [C] the perfect recipe
Of what they [Em] be addressing me Talking less of me
Just cause I was different Just cause I was doing what I love
And the fans say they love you But they push and they shove
What they want, what they want, how they want When they want it I just gave them 20 songs
Now they want another 100 I just see it as a challenge
I can do it bitch I [C] run it Run wild [Em] course
Pepper shit I always wanted While the rest of them just worry about [C] bitches
And getting flunted Stay that same [Em] motherfucker from that YS1
Only here for some stronger and better From when I begun
So when people that never knew me They tell me that I changed
That my music is [G] different And my business rearranged
I just gotta stop And [Em] do my best to refrain
From having conversations With people that ain't in my lane
Will I die?
Will I live?
Give the world everything I have to give
This is feelings on a page Know my rhythm not my age
Gotta stand that I'm a man Not defined by his wage
Even though it's in the millions That shit don't define my brilliance
Open your mind and maybe you can see the billions
Of people that separated for all equals
To know the ending one must understand the prequel
I swear this music in my jeans like denim
Lyricism seeping them like venom
[C] Yes I know them so hotter than [Em] Lucifer even though heaven [Bm] sent them
Spit it like holy water prophetically repent them
Then we come
[Em] _ _ _ _ _ [C] _ _ [E] _ _
_ _ [Em] _ _ _ _ [E] _ _
_ [Em] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[C] _ _ _ [Em] _ _ _ _ _