Keep My Spirit Alive

Chorus F E Ooh, ooh Am Keep my spirit alive Gm7 C Keep my spirit alive, alive F More than enough Dm E You can take it all, but the Lord on my side Am C The spirit won't die, die Dm E F Oh, oh, my life, yeah Dm Em F E Is in His hands, so I don't stress, I pray and strategize [Verse 1] Yo F E Flushed the work just in time and they raided, thank God (Thank God) Am Gm7 C Screamin' through the GT roof like ****, we done made it, thank God (Thank God) F Dm Hundred-round drum didn't jam when my shooter tried to spray it, thank God (Thank God) E Am C Couple thousand grams, got two thousand grands when we waited, thank God (Thank God) F Dm I was facin' fifteen and I beat it (And I beat it) E Just spent about twenty up at Neimans (Up at Neimans) Am Did two hundred in a Demon (In a Demon, skrrt) C Dm I'm the illest **** and I mean it (And I mean it) F My homie droppin' bodies for no reason (Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom) Dm Now his kids see him on the weekends (Ah) Em F Got the baking soda for the remix (Remix) E Millionaires on, I can see it Chorus F More than enough Dm E You can take it all, but the Lord on my side Am C The spirit won't die, die Dm E F Oh, oh, my life, yeah Dm Em F E Is in His hands, so I don't stress, I pray and strategize [Verse 2] F Yeah, don't hate me, 'cause my heart is full of love E No weapon formed against me 'cause I'm covered in the blood Am Layin' in the hospital when I got shot, fam Gm7 C Mama prayed for me, said she left it in God's hands, yeah F So I'ma leave it in God's hands Dm Everything I'm doin' now is God's plan E Doctor said I wouldn't walk no more, now I stand Am C Dm Then I ran, here I am, Machine Chorus F Keep my spirit alive Dm Em More than enough F E You can take it all, but the Lord on my side [Verse 3] F E Well, between a mix of bad schools with the fast food Am Bad had tools and a bad mood Gm7 C If you don't turn to a lil' Gotti, they gon' drain all the strength in your lil' body F Dm They turned me into a lil' Gotti, uh, yeah E Am Not Wakanda but Wakanda is kinda like what we 'bout to make C And who gon' make it? Kan', duh Dm Who the squad? Donda Who the mom? Donda F Who can see? Don, duh, get Don C Dm Em Who needs practice? I don't do rehearsals F A And I don't do commercials, 'cause they too commercial F Give it all to God and let Jesus reimburse you E She said "You in the studio with who? I'ma hurt you" Am How I'm forty-two and you got a curfew? Gm7 C How nerves dictate how they gon' curve you? F Quiet all the cordialness Dm We walk in God's spiritual ordinance E We know the Blacks, the orphans refused to be runaways Am Rebel, renegade, must stay paid Chorus F More than enough Dm E You can take it all, but the Lord on my side Am G C The spirit won't die, die Dm Em F Oh, oh, my life, yeah Dm Em F E Is in His hands, so I don't stress, I pray and strategize