While U Here

Cm                  Gm        Bb
What's goin' on in real life though?
Cm                    Eb  Bb
When you get off that microphone
Cm               Gm   Bb
You know what I mean?
                              Cm       Bb
Yeah, I'm talkin' 'bout for real life though

[Verse 1]
Ab                                          Cm  Gm
Grandma called and told me that she need a new car
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Said she heard that her grandson is a superstar
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Mama said don't worry, she sick but she good though
           Cm          Ab
Mama and daddy in the suburbs but they hood though, yeah
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My lil brother locked up just for tryna get some paper
Ab                                Cm
But I can't blame him 'cause his big brother a paper chaser
Cm                        Eb
Keep some money on his books, man that young nigga straight
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He said he don't want no visits, that young nigga eight
Ab                             Cm     Gm
My best friend's mama gettin' sicker by the day
Cm           Ab        Cm   Eb     Gm
Cancer took over her body, got her all in pain
Ab                            Cm        Gm
My homie goin' through it, I see it all in his face
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Cm                    Ab       Cm
Now everybody bow your head, it's time to pray

[Chorus]
Cm                 Gm
Tell your mama you love her while she here (for real)
Cm                       Gm
Tell your pops that you love him while he here (for real)
Cm                     Gm
Tell your homeboy you love him while he here (for real)
Cm                              Eb         Gm
One day you here, next day you gone, for real (ayy, ayy ayy!)
Cm                     Gm
It's that time of the year
Cm                        Gm
It's a lot of shit goin' on 'round here
Cm                        Gm
Tell your bitch that you love her while you here
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If it wasn't for her, would your kids be here?

[Verse 2]
Cm        Ab     Eb
Sometimes I just sit back and think
       Ab               Cm         Gm
Do I think too hard or do I think enough?
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Everything that I do I got a son watching now
Cm
I got nephews and lil cousins that look up to me
Cm                           Gm
Yeah I made it up out them streets nigga, luckily
Ab           Cm         Gm
Only if you knew what I been through
Cm
Mama stressin' out 'cause the rent due
Cm
Went to grandma grave and told her I miss you
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It's hard to stay focused out here livin' in hell
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The only way to get ahead is if you catchin' sales
Cm                                Gm
You got niggas out here every day catching shells
Ab                          Cm
It's real life shit right here, no fairy tales

[Chorus]
Cm                 Gm
Tell your mama you love her while she here (for real)
Cm                       Gm
Tell your pops that you love him while he here (for real)
Cm                     Gm
Tell your homeboy you love him while he here (for real)
Cm                              Eb         Gm
One day you here, next day you gone, for real (ayy, ayy ayy!)
Cm                     Gm
It's that time of the year
Cm                        Gm
It's a lot of shit goin' on 'round here
Cm                        Gm
Tell your bitch that you love her while you here
Cm                                Gm
If it wasn't for her, would your kids be here?