Tonart: D minor
Intro 1
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Em
Dm
Am
Em
Dm
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Em
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Verse 1
hustling, trying to get it in
E
Em
Go ing back and forth with
Trying to spit the truth
and put the pain to an end
But I don't think they understand
where I've been
That's what my teacher
said about me
I'd be a dropout junkie
Dm
and I was born a noob
I last a I wouldn't last a day
I've been locked up,
Am
covered up, or blown away
Hey, I sold it like a soldier,
took over to get my cash on
Em
Tryna stack a folder
Dm
big enough for me to pass on
To the kids, got my life to live
I can't take it with me,
Am
so I'm leavin' it here
Ain't you
Ain't tryna take what's mine
Em
A lot of brown bag dimes
Dm
and a whole lotta time
I just to get here,
a lot of dead homies and spilled beers
I found my own lane to
and I switched gears
A long bumpy road, lookin' back,
but I'm still here
Em
Ain't no turnin' back,
I live here Grandma
In my shoes, you can go on and try
Y 'all know what I've been through
Em
Been on the ground and
Couldn't last a day in my shoes
You're welcome to try,
Been on the ground just trying to get by
Em
Dm
Shoes sound tight and I'ma get mine
Only speak the truth, put that on my life
Em
Am
But often I feel like it ain't on you
I came from the gutter,
Kool -Aid and oatmeal
Em
Every dollar made was a
Dm
tank from a dope deal
I hammered down shoes
that kept me cool
They inside too big, but they look like juice
Am
Em
All up in school, runnin' the hallway
E
Em
These on the days I made it,
Dm
I was tardy like always
I only came to party, no work and no play
Hard -headed motherfucker,
Em
Am
I give a damn what y 'all say
Ain't in tryin' to get my way
Em
Dm
Pioneer in my city and I paid the way
Y thought I wouldn't last a day
All I say is ha -ha,
Am
I slid in the gang like the cha -cha
Pockets all swole like Popeye, money
Em
I get a lot of Packers up the beast
Am
Dm
and hit the streets like Wall -E,
Wall -E
Wouldn't last a day
Em
Am
Ain't no use
Y 'all know what I've been through,
Em
Dm
been on the ground and I paid my dues
One last day in my shoes,
Am
buckin' the tribe, but it ain't on you
Been on the ground
just tryin' to get by,
Em
Dm
shoes tied tight and I'ma get mine
Only speak the truth,
put that on my life,
Am
but often I feel like it ain't on you
Lost all to the struggle,
changed the truth,
Em
hopin' none of y 'all had to
Dm
walk a day in my boots
Try and reignite the dreams
and the hope in the youth,
Am
and often times I feel like it ain't on you
You think the kids got problems,
Em
look at who they parents is,
Am
Dm
what I want to tell them is
In they shoes, I kill myself
Am
before I let my child loose
Caught up in the system,
no wisdom, missed them,
Em
they crying out for help
That ain't just victims,
products of they environment,
it's a tired excuse
Am
And everybody's tired of it,
ain't no use,
and not doing nothing,
Em
put your work boots on
Dm
Get up, get out and get something,
set an example for your offspring
Put your family first
Am
and place God above all things
Life is short,
Em
think big and chase tall dreams
Don't ever sell your soul
Am
Dm
for some palm trees
One last day
I'm trying to get by, you gone and tried
Am
But I wouldn't advise you
You don't know what I've
been through
Em
Dm
Been on the grind and I paid my dues
One last day
In my shoes, you're welcome to try
Been on the grind, just trying to get by
Em
Am
Dm
Shoes are tight and I'ma get mine
I only speak the truth, put that on my life
But often I feel like
Am
Em
Am
It ain't on you
Outro 1
Dm
Am
Em
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