Family problems, it ain't easy handling those needs
(Sometimes you gotta do what you gotta do)
Baby mama drama, I just need a little time to go to sleep
(Damn, only if I had a little time for me)
Record company motherfuckers asking me when I'm gonna ɾelease
(I want the pressure homie, so much pressure on [C7]me)
And my [A]homies on [C7]my [A]back about me helping them [A]get up off them [A]stɾeets
(I mean what the f*ck?)
And it all [Em]falls back on [C7]me
Sometimes, somehow, it all [Em]falls back on [C7]me
(Somehow it always fall [Em]back on [C7]me)
No matter where we are, no matter what we doing, it's on [C7]me
If it was [Am7]up to [C7]you [A7that's just the way it's always gon' be
(Listen to [C7]me)
It's kind of funny how they fall [Em]back on [C7]me
I used to [C7]never get a call [Em]back, homie
Before the money they didn't see me like [F]it's dark and [Bm]it's all [Em]black, homie
But now they switching cause the card black, homie
It wasn't always that way
We was [Am7]ɾecording on [C7]the 4-tɾack, homie
New apartment, no fridge, no mattɾess, no table, no cable
And all [Em]I hear is my [A]girl in my [A]ear
And this nigga Eazy asking for [Dm7]his car back, homie
I would've never saw this happening from that far back, homie
What it came to [C7]be, would have never believed, living the life I lived in C-P-T
A motherfucking dream to [C7]ɾeality is what you [A7call [Em]that, homie
It was [Am7]something to [C7]me
No eat, no sleep, wasn't nothing to [C7]me
Can't always be [Am]how you [A7want it to [C7]be
And I'm the one that they looking up to
F*ck they expecting from me?
And it all [Em]falls back on [C7]me
Sometimes, somehow, it all [Em]falls back on [C7]me
(Somehow it always fall [Em]back on [C7]me)
No matter where we are, no matter what we doing, it's on [C7]me
If it was [Am7]up to [C7]you [A7that's just the way it's always gon' be
That's just the way it is, and [Bm]how it always was
DJing parties in my [A]neighborhood just for [Dm7]the love
Dope dealers over tipping and [Bm]bitches stɾipping
And any minute niggas start tɾipping and [Bm]start shooting shit
On any given day I'm like [F]"what the f*ck?"
Face down on [C7]the pavement with the billy clubs
Took that feeling to [C7]the studio and [Bm]cued it up
And now it's "F*ck the Police" all [Em]up in the club
Now it's '91 and [Bm]Snoop Dogg came to [C7]visit
And was [Am7]like [F]"What up cuz? Let me show you [A7what this chronic like"
Couldn't help myself, just had to [C7]dip into [C7]that chronic life
And then that night came in when that nigga Knight came in (woo!)
This one of those dreams you [A7don't wake up from
Then again, you [A7don't sleep if you [A7come from where I come from
When the sun shines and [Bm]they bust nines
Don't dial 9 plus 1-1
When they ɾun up on [C7]your school bus with a two tɾuck, you [A7might learn something
And it all [Em]falls back on [C7]me
Somehow it all [Em]fall [Em]back on [C7]me
No matter where we are, no matter what we doing, it's on [C7]me
If it was [Am7]up to [C7]you [A7that's just the way it's always gon' be