Chords for P.I.L. (Pain Is Love)

[C] _ [G] _ If I tell you I love you, don't play with me _ _
_ _ [C] [G] I _ _ _ [Em] _
know _ _ _ [C] them niggas gon' hate on me
I [G] pray my niggas [Em] don't trade on me
I know if I get a case today
[G] These [C] hoes ain't gon' wait on me
Keep that sucka shit away from me
[G] Keep it G the only [Em] way to be
So if I tell you I [G] love [C] you, don't play with me
[G] _ [Em] _
If I tell you I love [C] you, don't play with me
_ [G] _ [Em] _ If I tell you I love [C] you, don't play with me
I wear the pain on my shoulder like [D] some shoulder [Em] pad
Came from nothing and I made it, I know [C] they mad
New Texas from my exes, yeah, I [D] know they [Am] sad
Mama thought I'd be dead a lot, [G] though, right now
I know she [C] glad for me
Don't want none of them [G] niggas around me [Em] if they ain't a hunk
Can't trust none one of these bitches, all these broke [C] and promising
All the smoking liquor, partisan hill
[Bm] All these folks, I [Em] don't know nobody here
Niggas think it's like it's nobody [G] real, [C] for real
I ain't never understood how a [D] nigga hate you [Em] from a sight hood
You sugar-sized to jealousy [G] and hate, but listen when you say [C] it, look
It's funny, cause I'll attack you for a [D] nigga feel like you [Em] a bug
That one of them niggas say, fuck you
Swear it's gon' hurt [C] to say, fuck him, or fuck him
I don't know [D] none one of y'all [Em] niggas, none
I got a model for you, y'all be eating [C] with my children, one
They doubt on me, but I [Em] don't need a nigga for that The direction
[G] _ [C] I know them niggas gon' handle me
[G] I pray my niggas [Em] gon' trade on me
I know if I get a case today
[G] These [C] hoes ain't gon' wait on me
Keep that sucka shit away from me
Keep the [G] G the only [Em] way to be
So if I tell you I love [C] you, don't play with me
If [Em] I tell you I love you
If I tell you I love [G] [C] you, don't play with me
_ [G] _ If I tell [Bm] you I love [C] _
you
Lady, I been on the road
And [D] niggas talking [Em] bout that chain
To tell the truth, I ain't had a chain
[G] [C] Yeah, niggas holla, they ain't my friend
But bring those [D] times I borrowed [N] clothes
And I'm like, damn, this ain't with friends, dude
[C] Yeah, it's funny how the money make a chain
For the [D] paper nigga, what [Em] the plane?
It's funny how these bitches fuck with fame
Last week, she ain't [C] on my page, yeah
Got a lot of mud in the brain, yeah
Keep it [D] switchable for the [Em] brain
Even with the bulls, I'm fine
Didn't [G] know what it was when [C] it came to fame
It didn't [Em] change me, I'm the same me
Got shot at and did parking [C] drives on the same street
Niggas I looked up [D] to let me [Em] down, swear to pray and deep
Remember I didn't have a brother to talk [C] to, so I ain't speak
Betcha they hear me now, betcha they see me [D] now
[Em] Say a nigga wanna fuck with me, fuck it with me now
But I ain't need him [C] then and I don't need him now
Niggas want in, but then they [Em] leave me out
Nigga pretend wanna be my friend, but I ain't friendly
[C] I know them niggas gon' handle me
I [G] pray my niggas [Em] gon' turn on me
I know if I get a case today
[G] B [C]-Hole ain't gon' wait on me
Keep that sucka shit [G] away from me
Keep a G the only way to be
[Em] So if I tell you I love [C] you, don't play with [Em] me
_ [G] _
_ [C] _ _ _ _ [Em] _ _ _
If I ain't riding nigga, [G] I be chaining
I make a nigga [Em] feel like a nigga fall back [Em] For real
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