Cant Go Back

  Dm                          F
Frequent flyer, miles got my demons 
playin’ catch-up
      E7/G#                    Am
Only nigga in first class, du-rag 
matchin’ my leather
  Dm                        F
Pride matchin’ my get-up, ACW my 
sweater
   E7/G#                      Am
Denim I pair together black-owned
                            Dm     
I spend it better than most; a lion
                  F
 don’t leave the jungle by choice
                 E7/G#           
And when it was time to speak up, 
          Am
you was losin’ your voice
              Dm                 
Provin’ your noise only came from 
        F
empty barrels annoys me
        E7/G#                    
If I’m honest; so many did it for 
   Am
clout until they got it
     Dm                      F
Can we be honest? Really be honest?
                         E7/G#   
When court of public opinion keep 
                       Am
people fearin’ their judgement
                            Dm     
What’s really keepin’ you from it? 
                     F
Really keepin’ you from it?
                        E7/G#      
You speak, you say you want it for 
                    Am
real, then why you runnin’, for 
real?
               Dm               
You say you stressed, man, I was 
             F
stressed too
             E7/G#               
You say you next, man, I was next 
    Am
too
             Dm                    
I know the wrongs that you said yes
   F
 to
            E7/G#                 Am
Deep in depression, I was dead too


[Chorus]
            Dm    F
I can’t go back (to)
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 E7/G#                 Am
Feelin’ like I wanna die
 Dm                       F
Feelin’ like I’ll never fly
       E7/G#                  Am
Can a real nigga touch the sky?
            Dm    F
I can’t go back (to)
 E7/G#                 Am
Feelin’ like I wanna die
 Dm                       F
Feelin’ like I’ll never fly
        E7/G#          Am
Can a real nigga testify?


[Verse 2]
  Dm                      F
Clockin’ and clockin’ out; played 
with Stevie
          E7/G#                 Am
Now they see me, I’m a topic now
                     Dm       
I might drop another CD, start 
                F
another drought
                       E7/G#       
Wonder why they never see me, I was
             Am
 never around
                      Dm           
I was workin’, I was workin’ doin’ 
         F
over-time
                         E7/G#     
Got me feelin’ like I’m Marvin back
        Am
 in ’69
                            Dm     
Too busy thinkin’ ‘bout my baby in 
              F
the summertime
                         E7/G#     
Too busy feelin’ like a nigga can’t
                  Am
 get nothin’ right
         Dm                        
I lost friends, I lost pride, I 
   F
lost money, I lost hope
        E7/G#                   
All my bills on the table, I see 
  Am
pills on the floor
        Dm                         
I see blood on the wall, love, I’m 
  F
dyin’ at the door
       E7/G#                      
I see pain in our people, I know we 
Am
might see some more
         Dm                      
Been a slave to the kitty, I seen 
  F
homies turn to foes
        E7/G#                   
I saw brothers on a high turn to 
  Am
fiends on the floor
         Dm                     
Take my soul in the war, take my 
   F
scars, let ‘em show
           E7/G#                
If this is it, then let ‘em know 
            Am
(Let ‘em know)


[Chorus]
            Dm    F
I can’t go back (to)
 E7/G#                 Am
Feelin’ like I wanna die
 Dm                       F
Feelin’ like I’ll never fly
       E7/G#                  Am
Can a real nigga touch the sky?
            Dm    F
I can’t go back (to)
 E7/G#                 Am
Feelin’ like I wanna die
 Dm                       F
Feelin’ like I’ll never fly
        E7/G#          Am
Can a real nigga testify?