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                       F
I spend it better than most; a lion don’t leave the jungle by choice
                 E7/G#                     Am
And when it was time to speak up, you was losin’ your voice
              Dm                         F
Provin’ your noise only came from empty barrels annoys me
        E7/G#                       Am
If I’m honest; so many did it for clout until they got it
     Dm                      F
Can we be honest? Really be honest?
                         E7/G#                          Am
When court of public opinion keep people fearin’ their judgement
                            Dm                          F
What’s really keepin’ you from it? Really keepin’ you from it?
                        E7/G#                          Am
You speak, you say you want it for real, then why you runnin’, for real?
               Dm                            F
You say you stressed, man, I was stressed too
             E7/G#                   Am
You say you next, man, I was next too
             Dm                       F
I know the wrongs that you said yes to
            E7/G#                 Am
Deep in depression, I was dead too


[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?


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