Till Its Gone YelaWolf

Till Its Gone

YelaWolf

RiffRyder

193
0:00 4:35
Afinación Estándar (E A D G B E)
Compás 4/4
Tonalidad: Em
Cejilla:
Sin cejilla
Rasgueo 1

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Letra

[Intro]
| E5 - - - | - - - - | - - - - | - - -  -  |
| -  - - - | - - - - | - - - - | - - G5 A5 |

[Verse 1]
E5
  I'm not the table you can come and lay your cup down on
now
I'm not the shoulder for a bag,
                  G5         A5
don't wanna carry your heavy load
E5
  I'm not the road that you take when you're lookin' for a
shortcut, uh
I ain't the steppin' stone, to be steppin' on,
        G5       A5
I ain't nobody's crutch
E5
  I ain't the money man, with your money man,
          G5         A5
you ain't lookin' at me
E5
  I'm not the cheap one, lookin' at me son,
    G5               A5
you ain't lookin' at free
E5
  I ain't the dishrag, to come clean up,
        G5           A5
all the shit that ya dish out
E5
  Ain't got no check for 'em,
       C          Bm7
if you checkin' in
     Am          G
Mothafucka check this out

[Chorus]
Em                 D                  C
  Ain't much I can do but I do what I can
              Am
But I'm not a fool,
                      Em
there's no need to pretend
             D                        C
Just because you got yourself in some shit
                Am        B7             Em
It doesn't mean I have to come deal with it
                D                     C
You handle your own when you become a man
             Am                       Em
And become a man when you handle your own
                 D                  C
Ain't much I can do but I do what I can
               Am      B7           E5
But what can I do if I do 'til it's gone

[Post-Chorus]
Oh, oh, 'til it's gone
Oh, oh, 'til it's gone
Oh, oh, 'til it's gone
Oh,
                   G5     A5     E5
what can I do if I do 'til  it's gone

[Verse 2]
I'm not the trash can,
not the last man at the finish line now
I'm not the new kid, on the block
                  G5         A5
That you can just follow and push around
E5
  I'm not the fuckin' needle in the haystack,
that you finally found
This ain't no free rent, come and pitch a tent,
          G5       A5
you ain't tying me down
E5
  I'm not a bus ride you can hop inside,
         G5        A5
and just roll away clean
E5
  Not the wheel on the wagon you wanna break
                     G5             A5
'Cause I hold up the weight for the team
E5
  I'm not the gold watch,
and the new truck
         G5          A5
That you scheming to check out
E5
  Unless you're looking to check out
What a mess now

[Chorus]
Em
  С'mon
                 D                  C
Ain't much I can do but I do what I can
              Am
But I'm not a fool,
                      Em
there's no need to pretend
             D                        C
Just because you got yourself in some shit
                Am        B7             Em
It doesn't mean I have to come deal with it
                D                     C
You handle your own when you become a man
             Am                       Em
And become a man when you handle your own
                 D                  C
Ain't much I can do but I do what I can
               Am      B7           E5
But what can I do if I do 'til it's gone

[Post-Chorus]
Oh, oh, 'til it's gone
Oh, oh, 'til it's gone
Oh, oh, 'til it's gone
Oh,
                   G5     A5     E5
what can I do if I do 'til  it's gone

[Verse 3]
I jump to the sky for my people
I walk through the fire,
                      G5   A5
I give love when it's equal
      E5
Don't tell me not to complain about my money and fame
When you come around and tellin' me I changed
             G5             A5
Damn right I fuckin' changed
          E5
When this fuckin' change in my pocket
Hit the bucket,
it was a rocket all a sudden
I went from shoppin' without nothin'
         G5       A5        E5
To goin' shoppin' for my cousins
Now that the cops know that I'm buzzin'
           G5      A5      E5
They wanna drop me in the oven
                                C
Pull me over just to say "I'm a fan"
Bm7 Am   G         Em
Hip hop, gotta love  it, fuck it

[Chorus]
                 D                  C
Ain't much I can do but I do what I can
              Am
But I'm not a fool,
                      Em
there's no need to pretend
             D                        C
Just because you got yourself in some shit
                Am        B7             Em
It doesn't mean I have to come deal with it
                D                     C
You handle your own when you become a man
             Am                       Em
And become a man when you handle your own
                 D                  C
Ain't much I can do but I do what I can
               Am      B7           E5
But what can I do if I do 'til it's gone

[Post-Chorus]
Oh, oh, 'til it's gone
Oh, oh, 'til it's gone
Oh, oh, 'til it's gone

[Outro]
                                    E5  G5 A5 E5 G5 A5 E5 G5 A5 E5 G5 A5 E5 G5 A5
Oh, what can I do if I do 'til it's gone

[Fade Out]
| E5 - - - | - - G5 A5 | E5 - - - | C Bm7 Am G |

Compases

[Intro]
| E5 - - - | - - - - | - - - - | - - -  -  |
| -  - - - | - - - - | - - - - | - - G5 A5 |

[Verse 1]
| E5 - - - | - - -  -  | -  - - - | - -   G5 A5 |
| E5 - - - | - - -  -  | -  - - - | - -   G5 A5 |
| E5 - - - | - - G5 A5 | E5 - - - | - -   G5 A5 |
| E5 - - - | - - G5 A5 | E5 - - - | C Bm7 Am G  |

I'm not the table you can come and lay your cup down on
now
I'm not the shoulder for a bag,
don't wanna carry your heavy load
I'm not the road that you take when you're lookin' for a
shortcut, uh
I ain't the steppin' stone, to be steppin' on,
I ain't nobody's crutch
I ain't the money man, with your money man,
you ain't lookin' at me
I'm not the cheap one, lookin' at me son,
you ain't lookin' at free
I ain't the dishrag, to come clean up,
all the shit that ya dish out
Ain't got no check for 'em,
if you checkin' in
Mothafucka check this out

[Chorus]
| Em - | D - | C - | Am -  |
| Em - | D - | C - | Am B7 |
| Em - | D - | C - | Am -  |
| Em - | D - | C - | Am B7 |
| E5 - | - - | - - | -  -  |
| -  - | - - | - - | - 

Ain't much I can do but I do what I can
But I'm not a fool,
there's no need to pretend
Just because you got yourself in some shit
It doesn't mean I have to come deal with it
You handle your own when you become a man
And become a man when you handle your own
Ain't much I can do but I do what I can
But what can I do if I do 'til it's gone

[Post-Chorus]
                                     G5 A5 |
| E5 - - - | - - - - | - - - - | - -

Oh, oh, 'til it's gone
Oh, oh, 'til it's gone
Oh, oh, 'til it's gone
Oh,
what can I do if I do 'til  it's gone

[Verse 2]
                                        G5 A5 |
| E5 - - - | - - -  -  | -  - - - | - - G5 A5 |
| E5 - - - | - - G5 A5 | E5 - - - | - - G5 A5 |
| E5 - - - | - - G5 A5 | E5 - - - | - - -  -  |

I'm not the trash can,
not the last man at the finish line now
I'm not the new kid, on the block
That you can just follow and push around
I'm not the fuckin' needle in the haystack,
that you finally found
This ain't no free rent, come and pitch a tent,
you ain't tying me down
I'm not a bus ride you can hop inside,
and just roll away clean
Not the wheel on the wagon you wanna break
'Cause I hold up the weight for the team
I'm not the gold watch,
and the new truck
That you scheming to check out
Unless you're looking to check out
What a mess now

[Chorus]
| Em - | D - | C - | Am -  |
| Em - | D - | C - | Am B7 |
| Em - | D - | C - | Am -  |
| Em - | D - | C - | Am B7 |
| E5 - | - - | - - | -  -  |
| -  - | - - | - - | - 

С'mon
Ain't much I can do but I do what I can
But I'm not a fool,
there's no need to pretend
Just because you got yourself in some shit
It doesn't mean I have to come deal with it
You handle your own when you become a man
And become a man when you handle your own
Ain't much I can do but I do what I can
But what can I do if I do 'til it's gone

[Post-Chorus]
                                     G5 A5 |
| E5 - - - | - - - - | - - - - | - -

Oh, oh, 'til it's gone
Oh, oh, 'til it's gone
Oh, oh, 'til it's gone
Oh,
what can I do if I do 'til  it's gone

[Verse 3]
                                          G5 A5 |
| E5 - - - | - - -  -  | -  - - - | - -   G5 A5 |
| E5 - - - | - - -  -  | -  - - - | - -   G5 A5 |
| E5 - - - | - - G5 A5 | E5 - - - | C Bm7 Am G  |
| Em - - - |

I jump to the sky for my people
I walk through the fire,
I give love when it's equal
Don't tell me not to complain about my money and fame
When you come around and tellin' me I changed
Damn right I fuckin' changed
When this fuckin' change in my pocket
Hit the bucket,
it was a rocket all a sudden
I went from shoppin' without nothin'
To goin' shoppin' for my cousins
Now that the cops know that I'm buzzin'
They wanna drop me in the oven
Pull me over just to say "I'm a fan"
Hip hop, gotta love  it, fuck it

[Chorus]
       | D - | C - | Am -  |
| Em - | D - | C - | Am B7 |
| Em - | D - | C - | Am -  |
| Em - | D - | C - | Am B7 |
| E5 - | - - | - - | -  -  |
| -  - | - - | - - | -  -  |

Ain't much I can do but I do what I can
But I'm not a fool,
there's no need to pretend
Just because you got yourself in some shit
It doesn't mean I have to come deal with it
You handle your own when you become a man
And become a man when you handle your own
Ain't much I can do but I do what I can
But what can I do if I do 'til it's gone

[Post-Chorus]
Oh, oh, 'til it's gone
Oh, oh, 'til it's gone
Oh, oh, 'til it's gone

[Outro]
| E5 - - - | - - -  -  | -  - - - | - - G5 A5 |
| E5 - - - | - - -  -  | -  - - - | - - G5 A5 |
| E5 - - - | - - -  -  | -  - - - | - - G5 A5 |
| E5 - - - | - - G5 A5 | E5 - - - | - - G5 A5 |

Oh, what can I do if I do 'til it's gone

[Fade Out]
| E5 - - - | - - G5 A5 | E5 - - - | C Bm7 Am G |

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