Dm F Frequent flyer, miles got my demons playin’ catch-upE7/G# Am Only nigga in first class, du-rag matchin’ my leatherDm F Pride matchin’ my get-up, ACW my sweaterE7/G# Am Denim I pair together black-ownedDm F I spend it better than most; a lion don’t leave the jungle by choiceE7/G# Am And when it was time to speak up, you was losin’ your voiceDm F Provin’ your noise only came from empty barrels annoys meE7/G# Am If I’m honest; so many did it for clout until they got itDm F Can we be honest? Really be honest?E7/G# Am When court of public opinion keep people fearin’ their judgementDm F What’s really keepin’ you from it? Really keepin’ you from it?E7/G# Am You speak, you say you want it for real, then why you runnin’, for real?Dm F You say you stressed, man, I was stressed tooE7/G# Am You say you next, man, I was next tooDm F I know the wrongs that you said yes toE7/G# Am Deep in depression, I was dead too [Chorus]Dm F I can’t go back (to)E7/G# Am Feelin’ like I wanna dieDm F Feelin’ like I’ll never flyE7/G# Am Can a real nigga touch the sky?Dm F I can’t go back (to)E7/G# Am Feelin’ like I wanna dieDm F Feelin’ like I’ll never flyE7/G# Am Can a real nigga testify? [Verse 2]Dm F Clockin’ and clockin’ out; played with StevieE7/G# Am Now they see me, I’m a topic nowDm F I might drop another CD, start another droughtE7/G# Am Wonder why they never see me, I was never aroundDm F I was workin’, I was workin’ doin’ over-timeE7/G# Am Got me feelin’ like I’m Marvin back in ’69Dm F Too busy thinkin’ ‘bout my baby in the summertimeE7/G# Am Too busy feelin’ like a nigga can’t get nothin’ rightDm F I lost friends, I lost pride, I lost money, I lost hopeE7/G# Am All my bills on the table, I see pills on the floorDm F I see blood on the wall, love, I’m dyin’ at the doorE7/G# Am I see pain in our people, I know we might see some moreDm F Been a slave to the kitty, I seen homies turn to foesE7/G# Am I saw brothers on a high turn to fiends on the floorDm F Take my soul in the war, take my scars, let ‘em showE7/G# Am If this is it, then let ‘em know (Let ‘em know) [Chorus]Dm F I can’t go back (to)E7/G# Am Feelin’ like I wanna dieDm F Feelin’ like I’ll never flyE7/G# Am Can a real nigga touch the sky?Dm F I can’t go back (to)E7/G# Am Feelin’ like I wanna dieDm F Feelin’ like I’ll never flyE7/G# Am Can a real nigga testify?
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