LIFE Chords by Saba

[Start]

[Intro]

[Verse]
G                      F#m    G                    
■ I got angels running 'way I got demons hunting me
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I know 'Pac was twentyfive I know Jesus thirtythree
  G                                                        
I tell Death to keep a distance I think he obsessed with me
                                          G         
I say God that's the one I know she would die for me
            F#m7               
They want a barcode on my wrist
Gmaj7                         F#sus4               F#m7             G     
■     To auction off the kids that don't fit their description of a utopia
       G7                  G                    
Like a problem won't exist if I just don't exist
                       Gmaj7                
If I grew up without a single pot to piss in
Gmaj7                
Pardon me for venting
F#m7                                           
Congress got the nerve to call itself religious
                                                Bm  
Rich just getting richer we just tryna live our life
Bm                                   
Momma mixed the vodka with the Sprite
     Bm                                  
They killed my cousin with a pocket knife
                      Bm   
While my uncle on the phone
Bm                                    
He was gone for more than half my life
Bm                                
He got out a year and then he died
             F#7 
I was on the road
F#7                              
Talking to my father on the phone
                         G7       
Left the city when I was just four
                       F#7  
None of them would get along
F#7                                 
Momma begging him for winter clothes
G7                                
I was chilling with my nigga Spook
                    G7 
Now they tryna take his
F#7                             G                            
Life don't mean shit to a nigga that ain't never had shit yuh
F#7                              G                         
Light don't mean lit in the dark fight don't mean fists ooh


[Chorus]
F#7                                           
Eyes don't see eyes don't see ice don't freeze
                  G7                    
Light don't leave I don't mean lie to me
        F#m7                 Gmaj7       
Tell me I'll be okay tell me happier days
F#m7                G7       F#m7            
Tell me that she my bae that I won't be alone
         Gmaj7   E                            
Tell 'em I'll be okay when he ask how's my day
              A                                    
Tell 'em that we the same tell em' that we not safe


[Verse]
                              G                       
I got my grandaddy's soul I'm at war that's on my mind
  G                                                         
I seen Walter buy that coat wish I could switch it with mine
    G                                                        
I'm not worried bout no rap shit distractions or wasted times
  G                                                   
I still go to social functions even though I'm so anti
          F#m                                          
No I'm no Rihanna the court gonna throw it like Donovan
G                                        F#m                      
Down a bit I just been modeling my whole career as if Pac was here
                G                   F#m       
Studio monitors shaking I raise the apartments
                F#m                                   
I'm bonded with profit I made what I made and allot it
G                                                         
Amount of time that's in my mind the time you was watching
F#m                                            
So stop comparing me to people no I am not them
  G                                                     
A lot of people dream until they shit or get sh*gunshot*
F#m        
That's life
F#m                                  
Momma mixed the vodka with the Sprite
     F#m                                 
They killed my cousin with a pocket knife
                  F#7      
While my uncle on the phone
F#7                                   
He was gone for more than half my life
G7                                
He got out a year and then he died
           F#7 
I was on a road
F#7                              
Talking to my father on the phone
G7                                
Left the city when I was just four
                       F#7  
None of them would get along
F#7                                 
Momma begging him for winter clothes
G                                 
I was chilling with my nigga Spook


[Outro]
                        F#m  A7 F#m7 G
Now they tryna take his life ■  ■    ■


[End]