Live Your Life Chords by T.I

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[Em] [A] [E] This is special what's [C#m] happening to all my, all my soldiers over there in Iraq
[G] Everybody right here, [D] what [A] you need to do is be thankful for the [B] life you got, you [Bm] know what i'm saying
[G] Stop [D] looking at what you ain't got, and start [A] being thankful for what you do [B] got
Let's get it, Tone
[G] You're gonna be [D] the shiniest star in the land [A] of hope,
[B] the land of hope.
[F#] Let me [G] see [D] if you're gonna go far,
cause everyone [A] knows [Bm] who you [G] are.
So live your life.
[D] Hey!
[A] You [Bm] steady catchin' that jackpot,
just live your [G] life.
[D] Hey! Hey!
[A] Ain't got [Bm] no sniper, no headshot,
[G] just live your life.
[D] Hey!
Hey! Hey!
[A] No [Bm] telling where it'll take ya,
just live your [G] life.
[D] Hey!
[A] Cause [Bm] I'm a big box chain slug,
just live my [G] life.
[D] [A] [Bm] My life.
Hey!
[G] [D] My life.
[A] [Bm] Hey!
My life.
Oh [G] yeah!
Never mind [D] what haters say,
ignore them till [A] they fade away.
Amazing they [Bm] are great,
but after all the [G] game I gave away.
Safe to [D] say I paid the weight,
but you can't [A] get paid today.
Still be [B] wasting days away,
now had I [G] never saved the day.
Consider them [D] my protege,
how many I [A] think they should pay.
Instead of being [Bm] gracious,
they violate in [G] a major way.
I never been [D] a hater,
still I love them in a crazy way.
[A] Some say they [B] sold to Yale,
you know [C#] they couldn't get work [G] on Labor Day.
It ain't that black [D] and white,
it has an area [A] to shade it gray.
I'm Westside [Bm] anyway,
even if I left today [G] and stayed away.
Some move away [D] to make a way,
some move away today afraid.
[A] I'm brought back [Bm] to the hood,
and all you ever did [G] was take away.
I pray for [D] patience,
but they make me wanna melt [A] they face away.
Like I once made [Bm] a spray,
now I can make and put [G] the case away.
Been thuggin' all [D] my life,
you say I don't deserve [A] to take a break.
You'd rather see [Bm] me catch a case
than watch my future fade away.
[G] You're gonna lose [D] your sight,
as long [A] as you call the [B] best call.
[G] You ain't gonna sleep,
[D] you're gonna go far.
[A] And everyone knows,
they'll send [B] you to your [Bm] car.
[G] Some let them like,
[D] hey, hey, [A] hey, hey, hey.
You steady [Bm] pressing,
I can't fight.
[G] These slaves be like,
[D] oh, hey, [A] hey, hey, hey.
And God [Bm] don't clap when the way it does.
[G] These slaves be like,
[D] hey, hey, [A] hey, hey, hey.
No time [Bm] for a little cake,
God, [G] these slaves be like,
[D] oh, hey, hey, [A] hey, hey.
Cause I'm [Bm] no cake,
I can't slide.
[G] These slaves be like,
[D] [A] [Bm] oh, [G] hey, [D] [A] [Bm] hey, hey, hey.
[G] I'm the opposite [D] of moderate,
immaculately [A] polished with the spirit of [Bm] a hustler
and the swagger of [G] a college kid.
Allergic to the [D] counterfeit,
impartial to the [A] politics,
articulate, but [Bm] still a grabber nigga by the [G] collar quick.
Whoever having [D] problems with their record sales,
[A] just holler tip.
If that don't work,
then [Bm] all of us fast and turn around [G] and follow tip.
I got love for [D] the game,
but hey, I'm not in love [A] with all of it.
Could do without the [Bm] fame
and rappers nowadays [G] are comedy.
The hootin' and [D] the hollerin',
back and forth with the [A] arguing.
Where you from,
who you [Bm] know,
what you making,
what kind of [G] car you in.
Seems as though you lost [D] sight of what's important
when [A] depositing them checks into your [Bm] bank account
and you up out [G] of poverty.
Your values is [D] a disarray,
prioritizing [A] horribly.
Unhappy with your [Bm] riches
cause you're pissed [G] comorally.
Ignoring all [D] prior advice and [A] forewarning
and we mighty full of [Bm] ourselves
all of a sudden [G] aren't we?
I'm gonna be [D] the kind of soul
[A] that you want to [Bm] dance with.
And [G] then you see,
[D] you're gonna be fooled
if [A] there's no reason [B] to.
You're [G] all over me.
So live your life.
[D] Hey!
[A] You steady [Bm] kissin' that big body.
[G] So live your life.
[D] Oh!
Hey!
[A] You got a [Bm] black one on red thigh.
So [G] live your life.
[D] Hey!
[A] No problem [Bm] with a little fake.
So just [G] live your life.
Oh!
[D] Hey!
[A] Cause I'm a [Bm] big fat chaser.
So just [G] live your life.
[D] Oh!
[A] My life.
[Bm] My life.
So just [G] live your life.
Hey!
[D] My life.
[A] My life.
[Bm]
[G] Hey, what you wanna [D] do?
Come walk in my [A] shoes.
And see the way I'm [Bm] livin'
if you really want [G] to.
Got my mind on my [D] money.
And I'm not [A] going away.
[Bm] So keep on [G] getting your paper.
And [D] keep on climbing.
[A] Look in the mirror.
And [Bm] keep on shining.
[G] Until the game [D] ends.
Till the clock stops.
[A] We gon' post up [Bm] on the top spot.
[G] Livin' the life.
[D] [A] [Bm] City got my whole team.
[G] We be alive.
[D] [A] I do what I [Bm] wanna do.
I'm [G] livin' my life.
[D] [A] [Bm]
[G] [D] My life.
And I'm [Bm] not stopping.
[G] [D] [A] [Bm]
[G] [D] [A] [Bm]
[G] [D] [A] [Bm]
[G] [D] [A] [Bm]
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Let's start jamming T.I - Live Your Life chords, familiarize yourself with these chords - D, A, Bm, G, D and Bm in sequence. Begin your practice at a relaxed 39 BPM, then work your way up to the song's BPM of 80. Align the capo with your vocal depth and chord choice, bearing in mind the song's original key: D Major.

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[Em] _ _ [A] _ _ _ _ [E] This is special what's [C#m] happening to all my, all my soldiers over there in Iraq _
[G] Everybody right here, [D] what [A] you need to do is be thankful for the [B] life you got, you [Bm] know what i'm saying
[G] Stop [D] looking at what you ain't got, and start [A] being thankful for what you do [B] got
Let's get it, Tone
[G] You're gonna be [D] the shiniest star in the land [A] of hope,
[B] the land of hope.
[F#] Let me [G] see [D] if you're gonna go far,
cause everyone [A] knows [Bm] who you [G] are.
So live your life.
[D] Hey!
[A] You [Bm] steady catchin' that jackpot,
just live your [G] life.
[D] Hey! Hey!
[A] Ain't got [Bm] no sniper, no headshot,
[G] just live your life.
[D] Hey!
Hey! Hey!
[A] No [Bm] telling where it'll take ya,
just live your [G] life.
[D] Hey!
[A] Cause [Bm] I'm a big box chain slug,
just live my [G] life.
[D] _ _ _ [A] [Bm] My life.
Hey!
[G] [D] My life.
[A] _ [Bm] Hey!
My life.
Oh [G] yeah!
Never mind [D] what haters say,
ignore them till [A] they fade away.
Amazing they [Bm] are great,
but after all the [G] game I gave away.
Safe to [D] say I paid the weight,
but you can't [A] get paid today.
Still be [B] wasting days away,
now had I [G] never saved the day.
Consider them [D] my protege,
how many I [A] think they should pay.
Instead of being [Bm] gracious,
they violate in [G] a major way.
I never been [D] a hater,
still I love them in a crazy way.
[A] Some say they [B] sold to Yale,
you know [C#] they couldn't get work [G] on Labor Day.
It ain't that black [D] and white,
it has an area [A] to shade it gray.
I'm Westside [Bm] anyway,
even if I left today [G] and stayed away.
Some move away [D] to make a way,
some move away today afraid.
[A] I'm brought back [Bm] to the hood,
and all you ever did [G] was take away.
I pray for [D] patience,
but they make me wanna melt [A] they face away.
Like I once made [Bm] a spray,
now I can make and put [G] the case away.
Been thuggin' all [D] my life,
you say I don't deserve [A] to take a break.
You'd rather see [Bm] me catch a case
than watch my future fade away.
[G] You're gonna lose [D] your sight,
as long [A] as you call the [B] best call.
[G] You ain't gonna sleep,
[D] you're gonna go far.
[A] And everyone knows,
they'll send [B] you to your [Bm] car.
[G] Some let them like,
[D] hey, hey, [A] hey, hey, hey.
You steady [Bm] pressing,
I can't fight.
[G] These slaves be like,
[D] oh, hey, [A] hey, hey, hey.
And God [Bm] don't clap when the way it does.
[G] These slaves be like,
[D] hey, hey, [A] hey, hey, hey.
No time [Bm] for a little cake,
God, [G] these slaves be like,
[D] oh, hey, hey, [A] hey, hey.
Cause I'm [Bm] no cake,
I can't slide.
[G] These slaves be like,
_ [D] _ _ [A] _ _ [Bm] oh, [G] hey, _ [D] _ _ [A] _ [Bm] hey, hey, hey.
[G] I'm the opposite [D] of moderate,
immaculately [A] polished with the spirit of [Bm] a hustler
and the swagger of [G] a college kid.
Allergic to the [D] counterfeit,
impartial to the [A] politics,
articulate, but [Bm] still a grabber nigga by the [G] collar quick.
Whoever having [D] problems with their record sales,
[A] just holler tip.
If that don't work,
then [Bm] all of us fast and turn around [G] and follow tip.
I got love for [D] the game,
but hey, I'm not in love [A] with all of it.
Could do without the [Bm] fame
and rappers nowadays [G] are comedy.
The hootin' and [D] the hollerin',
back and forth with the [A] arguing.
Where you from,
who you [Bm] know,
what you making,
what kind of [G] car you in.
Seems as though you lost [D] sight of what's important
when [A] depositing them checks into your [Bm] bank account
and you up out [G] of poverty.
Your values is [D] a disarray,
prioritizing [A] horribly.
Unhappy with your [Bm] riches
cause you're pissed [G] comorally.
Ignoring all [D] prior advice and [A] forewarning
and we mighty full of [Bm] ourselves
all of a sudden [G] aren't we?
I'm gonna be [D] the kind of soul
[A] that you want to [Bm] dance with.
And [G] then you see,
[D] you're gonna be fooled
if [A] there's no reason [B] to.
You're [G] all over me.
So live your life.
[D] Hey!
[A] You steady [Bm] kissin' that big body.
[G] So live your life.
[D] Oh!
Hey!
[A] You got a [Bm] black one on red thigh.
So [G] live your life.
[D] Hey!
[A] No problem [Bm] with a little fake.
So just [G] live your life.
Oh!
[D] Hey!
_ [A] Cause I'm a [Bm] big fat chaser.
So just [G] live your life.
[D] Oh!
[A] My life.
[Bm] My life.
So just [G] live your life.
Hey!
[D] My life.
[A] My life.
_ [Bm] _
[G] Hey, what you wanna [D] do?
Come walk in my [A] shoes.
And see the way I'm [Bm] livin'
if you really want [G] to.
Got my mind on my [D] money.
And I'm not [A] going away.
[Bm] So keep on [G] getting your paper.
And [D] keep on climbing.
[A] Look in the mirror.
And [Bm] keep on shining.
[G] Until the game [D] ends.
Till the clock stops.
[A] We gon' post up [Bm] on the top spot.
[G] Livin' the life.
[D] _ _ [A] _ [Bm] City got my whole team.
[G] We be alive.
_ [D] _ [A] I do what I [Bm] wanna do.
I'm [G] livin' my life.
[D] _ _ [A] _ _ [Bm] _ _
[G] _ [D] My life.
And I'm [Bm] not stopping.
[G] _ _ [D] _ _ [A] _ _ [Bm] _ _
[G] _ _ [D] _ _ [A] _ _ [Bm] _ _
[G] _ _ [D] _ _ [A] _ _ [Bm] _ _
[G] _ _ [D] _ _ [A] _ _ [Bm] _ _

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This song finds its place within the Paper Trail album.

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