Tonart: F minor
Intro 1
C#
E
G#m
E
A
C#m
B
F#
B
Verse 1
C#m
miles away thinking bout this life shit
E
B
C#m
It's way too soon to feel like I'm in a crisis
A
I'm trying to blow like niggas don't rock
C#m
with
ISIS
B
Ain't a soul that really could
do it like this
C#
Blindness is rampant,
C#m
the hood is full of mindless
C#m
seeing the streets is full of mices
A
C#m
wonder why we like this?
F#
Questions in mind gave me
C#m
courage to write this
C#
G#
I don't pick favorites,
C#m
I love all my vices
E
B
This earthbound lust could flip a record like
C#m
The trauma in my heart
is what made me right
F#
B
Made me like all this dirt
is what gave me my likeness
C#
I'm seeing plenty of folks
C#m
stay in disguises
B
And when they meet a nigga like me,
A
E
C#m
I ain't surprised they give me a rise
you gon' give it up to your highness
C#
G#
C#m
I'm climbing, di vine timing
C#
B
G#m
Eight years in and I'm still rhyming
C#m
E
No contract,
A
E
C#m
we better see a milli when I sign it
B
F#
When I say that I'm him,
C#
Gotta wait, well, I'm still tryin'
G#
C#m
B
I'm sittin' on gold
that's ready to go diamond
C#m
A
You sellin' this story that
niggas ain't buyin'
C#m
B
I figured you people just
needed some remindin'
F#
C#
Yeah
B
It's a long way from home
F#m
C#m
But we on it
G#m
G#sus4
C#
To be hon est
It's a long way from home
B
G#m
F#m
C#m
A
G#m
G#sus4
But I got you, to be honest
C#
G#
A
I did the digital dash and
Buddy bag time, I'm ready to bring my
A
Mac
out
They call me
Randy
Jack, venue is packed
out
F#
Caught a bitch talking that shit,
he's getting
smacked down
C#
Bbm
He, she, they,
C#m
them, these hands don't discriminate
E
B
Jesus turned blood to wine,
C#m
turn yours to lemonade
E
C#m
And she played with the tip,
B
now it's a hand grenade I blow
And I'm quenching the thirst,
look what a minute made
C#
They said the sky's the limit, but
that was yesterday
C#m
I put the work in, I brought
the work to a different state
I got homies with way too much
on they dinner plate
Gb
And I got homies who's
eating noodles like everyday
Db
It's hard to hold me,
Dbm
my mind has been like an interstate
Plenty things rockin' a boat, I
had to keep the faith
Feelin' straight,
won't ever complain if I ain't doing great
Gb
B
Dbm
Mama passed down the hustle,
B
Db
now it's my fa vorite trait
That's what makes me
different from them
Dbm
B
I already got blood,
Dbm
I ain't lookin' for friends
Gbm
In a whole different phase of life,
Gb
I could only stay a night
Absus4
Db
then the niggas gone with the wind
B
It's a long way from home
Gbm
Dbm
But we on it
Abm
Absus4
Db
To be honest
B
It's a long way from home
Dbm
Abm
To be honest
Absus4
Db
Yeah, it's a long way
B
Gbm
Dbm
from home
Abm
Absus4
Db
Dbm
Home, it's a long way from
B
Gbm
home
E
B
Abm
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