Chords for haystak - if i leave here tomorrow

_ _ _ [Dm] Check, [F] check.
And the [Am] band play, and the band play, and the [F] band play.
On and on [A] and on.
And the [Am] band play, and the [F] band play, and the band play.
On [Am] and on.
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[Am] There's not a second in the day that I don't feel like I'm a [F] snap.
When I was coming up, all I wanted was to [Am] rap.
A lot of people be around me, trying to give me [C] daps.
Sometimes it be so many, I feel like they're all [Am] trapped.
Sometimes I be so tired, when I really want some [F] nap.
A couple of more steps, and I think I'ma [Am] collapse.
I got dues if you hear me, license to carry [C] straps.
People wanna test you in your rap.
[A] Am I predicting my death?
Am I marking myself?
[F] Is this a foolish attempt to try to market myself?
[A] I don't fuck with no tricks.
[Am] I ain't sucking no dicks.
[F] Motherfuck getting rich, [Gm] cause I ain't anybody's [A] gift.
At times, I feel like Tupac Shakur.
[F] I think they'll love it, but I'm not for sure.
[Am] Let the public judge it if it's hot for sure.
[F] Roll my window down, fuck you officer.
[Am] If I leave [F] here tomorrow, _ _
[Am] will you still [F] remember me? _ _
[Am] A damn shame that I [F] got to go. _ _
[A] [Am] But it's okay to [F] thank me.
_ [Am]
I'm just living, making memories to relive myself.
[F] My kids and myself, only [C] thing I got to give myself.
[B] My health and [Am] my wellness, they all destined to fail.
[C] But in the end, where I've [Gm] been, give me lessons to tell.
[Am] And I've been stressing them well when I speak to my scenes.
[F] But this dirty world got the future looking bleak for my scenes.
[A] I keep it with me, teaching [Am] them to be smarter than [C] that.
Always fight to get to the front, you got to start in the back.
[Am] You put your heart into that, then success gon' come.
[Fm] And with the success, the rest gon' come.
You get the [E] rest, then the stress gon' come.
[Am] That lack of rest is a [F] test, but don't ever give it less than the best, though, son.
[Am] Lord, I'm nothing.
Help me teach my sons to be more.
[A] Let me teach them that not every [F] woman a whore.
I'd rather [Am] die tonight than ever see my sons on the floor.
If I don't [F] make it through the pearly gates, please let my [A] sons through the door.
Nothing [Am] more.
Lord, I'll leave [F] here tomorrow. _ _
[Am] Will you still [F] remember me? _ _
[Am] _ Damn shame that I [F] got to go. _ _
[Am] But it's okay to [F] thank me. _
[Am] If it's magic in the booth, we can only [F] assume that.
Once upon a future, it'll soon turn [F#] tragic.
See for an [Am] artist, when he started to [C] raise the bar up from the basement to the attic,
it just [Am] keep getting harder to get back at it.
But that [Fm] nabbit, I'ma take a crack at it.
More persistent than [Am] a crack addict.
Got dope tracks running through [C] my veins like a smack habit.
Hooped at it, [Am] scattered the data.
Impact the pattern of that of the culture [F] they call hip-hop.
It's a tumultuous [Am] game of flip-flop.
When your shit drop, one day it's hot.
Next [F] day, you lost your spot on the charts and [Am] you're not on the airwaves.
Cause hairspray and makeup ain't [F] no change.
Those faggots [F] don't make it on this shit, but [Am] artificial.
Living is a blessing, [F] it's living to your potential.
It's official, [Am] I'ma miss you.
If I leave [F] here tomorrow, _
[Am] will you still [F] remember me? _ _
[Am] _ Damn shame that I [F] got to go. _ _
[A] But [Am] it's okay to [F] thank me. _ _
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