Morning Shift

	  		
Intro 
B G#m F#m A E 
F#m C#m A Bm C (x2) 

verse 1: Lute 
F#m                      Bm 
Fruity Pebbles in the morning with his daughter, she a star 
Reminiscing on the days when her mama had his heart 
F#m 
Ain't no time to dwell, it's like the people grow apart 
C#m 
Spend all your time and thought then it's back to where you start 
A                           G 
I can't comprehend what I cannot understand 
C#m 
I'm only human, never defined by circumstance 
F#m 
Fuck this rap for silence, let's talk about real life 
G#m 
How many of yall niggas real niggas in real life, rhetorical 
C#m 
Partner but who are you to be judge, they dap you up, call it love Like, who the fuck can you trust? 
B                                    F#m 
Double edge with the blade, so you embrace for the cuts 
               C#m 
The sky is my words, like my nigga, good luck 
E                              F#m 
"Hope to see you do well," translation hope that he fell 
Like fuck these niggas I'm ill, real recognize real 
C#m 
Like fuck these niggas I'm here, headstone for these rappers 
I just might tat a tear 
Em                         Am 
Trying to be to my city, perhaps what Cole to the Ville 
F#m 
West Charlotte legend, ain't drop a tape in five years 
C#m                                      A 
So redefine what's great, but he ain't got what it takes 
Bm                                             C 
Your avatar got no face, you obviously can't relate 
Bm 
But ain't shit in my way, I drop my top and I skate 
F#m 
Cause we can die any day, so I'm just finding my place 
C#m 
My daughter call like "why you leave me so late?" 
Bm 
Ain't no road where daddy headed, so he paving a way 
Em                                         Bm 
But in your heart, I'm every step of the way 
                                           F#m 
Just let the record be played, to hear my voice every day that I'm gone 
C#m 
Face-time me, I'll sing you a song 
Face-time me 'cause your never alone 
C#m 
Before you know it, I'm home 
Another day, another dollar, we on 


        F#m                                    C#m 
I say shackles on my feet can't hold me back (hold me back) 
        F#m                                    C#m 
I say shackles on my feet can't hold me back (hold me back) 
        F#m                                    C#m 
I say shackles on my feet can't hold me back (hold me back) 
        F#m                                    C#m 
I say shackles on my feet can't hold me back (hold me back) 
        F#m                                    C#m 
I say shackles on my feet can't hold me back (hold me back) 
        F#m                                    C#m 
I say shackles on my feet can't hold me back (hold me back)