48 Chords by Tyler, The Creator

[E] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ [F#]
Crack fucked up the world _ _ and [B]
I _ wonder [E] if they realize the damage.
[F#]
I mean it comes from an era that made [D] a lot of money off of this shit.
_ [E] _
I wonder if they fucked with they conscience.
_ [F#] _
Fuck with me being out there, I couldn't stand [B] it.
I couldn't stand seeing [E] people _ fucking [F#] themselves up like that on this shit.
[D] And that's where the money came [B] from.
_ 48, 48, 48, same [F#] time, give it up.
_ _ _ _ _ [C#] _ [B] _
They call me Mr.
Treat, you know [F#] I really need some [F#m] blow.
I can get it for a [E] long way.
48, _ [B] 48, [F#] 48, same time, give it up.
48, _ 48, [C#] 48, same [B] time, give it up.
They call me Mr.
Treat, you know [F#] I really need some blow.
I [D] can get [B] it for a long way.
Shit's getting warmer on that corner.
You gotta watch out for them five more [D#m] corners.
Your mother's a goner, I warned you before you [F] supersized my prize with that dollar.
[D#m] You got a daughter, shit's getting harder.
The only thing [B] you wanna bought her was your freedom.
[F#] You can't afford to get cornered, but you're [D#] in too deep and the seashore ain't tall yet.
[G#m] You got a mother, she [E] don't want you, but you bought her a new [F#] house cause you love her. _
Growing up you barely had [A#m] a roof, now you got a coupe and it doesn't have [B] a roof.
I guess you're accustomed, but you're used to.
You bought two, [F#] nigga.
They coming for you, [D] nigga.
_ _ _ [G#m]
Niggas [D#m] be hating and booing and bitches like Susan and Karen [G#m] be in your [F#] pockets.
And winning, demanding, then losing is [A#m] fucking mine and it's all an illusion.
[D#m] Who was eluding?
All of this potent.
I am the reason [B] your family is losing [F#] and shooting up.
_ [D#] It's my fault.
_ [E] You can't blame me, motherfucker, [G#m] for killing your blood, season, [F#] up, season, up, feeling hungry.
_ [F] _ All I wanted was a [B] cheeseburger and a little chain, tuck.
Didn't realize this game, [F#] fuck, up some live.
Won't have [D] mine, my couch beats it up all the [G#m] time, but other than that, I'm fine.
I [B] got a little merch on [F#] fire.
48, 48, 48 G's, I [B] can hit.
_ They call me Mr.
Treat, you know.
[F#]
I really need some blow, [D#] I can get it for the low.
[E] _
48, 48, [B] 48 G's, I [F#] can get it at.
48, 48, 48 G's, I [B] can get it at.
_ They call me Mr.
Treat, you know.
[F#]
I really need some blow, I can [D#] get it for the low.
Nigga, we [A#] broke as fuck.
[B] Homie got a chop shop, I sold that truck and I sold that [F#] dope.
Motherfuckers hope this nigga go [A#m] broke, but like my work, I give no [B] fucks, I'm sorry.
_ _ She could've been a doctor, [F#] nigga, I'm sorry.
_ [D] Could've been an actor, one that Oscar [E] said, I'm sorry.
I sold that soap and I [F#] killed black folk, I'm sorry.
But I got a nice car, put my sister through school while my [B] mama all cool, I'm sorry.
[E] _ _ _ I'm in too [F#] deep and I can't see the [D] shore, _ _ [C] I'm sorry.
_ _ [G] _ _ _ I'm sorry.
_ _ _ _ _ [Em] I'm sorry.
_ [G] I'm sorry.
_ [C] _
_ _ _ [D#] _ _ _ [G] I'm sorry.
[C] _ _ [G] I'm sorry.
I'm sorry.
[C] I'm sorry.
_ [B] I'm sorry.
_ [C] _
[G] I'm sorry.
_ _ _ _ _ _ [C] _
_ _ _ [D] _ I'm sorry.
[C] _
_ _ _ [C#] _ _ [Bm] _ _ [C]
It's important for us [Cm] to realize, [G] man, we gotta get [C] out of there.
You know, you spy on choppers, shoot down people that look just like them.
_ You [N] spy on guns, _ take down each other. _