Tonart: Eb major•
Intro 1
Ab
Gm
Fm
Ab
Gm
Fm
Eb
Verse 1
Gm
my back on my birthplace
Fm
Leave it to my city making sure
Ab
that the dirts straight
Leave my kids just enough
Cause I'll fail them the wor
Fm
If I raised some rich spoiled white
Eb
girls in the first place, yeah
Gm
one worth remembering
Fm
Ab
In my robe looking out on Rome
on the mezzanine like
Why creators are the last one
Fm
Gm
Put myself in a position to pass
And that's why I'm not settling
Gm
More Capital than Beverly
Fm
Before my grandma died she
Gm
Still think PJs are too expensive
Still don't make music
Fm
Eb
with people I ain't friends with
Ab
Still fuck the industry and no I
Fm
People that my mama wouldn't want
Ab
to have for breakfast
That's right
The suits, the streams, the snakes,
Gm
the schemes, the steady
Fm
Gm
Pursuit of paper over truth and dreams
Ab
Cm
Loyal to my soil, never change the oil
Fm
Kept the motor running,
Cm
kept my foot up on the gas
And push to start the button
Everything I thought I always wanted,
Db
everything it wasn't
Fm
Never know that God is everything
Cm
Eb
Ab
Cm
Until you lose sight of Him, yeah
Ab
Never know that God is everything
Cm
until you lose sight of Him
Eb
Said it's written on my
Verse 2
Ab
face,
I can't play it off
Gm
Fm
I got so much on my plate,
Ab
I can't shake it off
But I'm built for this,
Gm
Fm
I'm built for this
Gm
Ab
I been staying in my lane,
Fm
I was losing my faith but I'm blessed now
Ab
Gm
God told me, "you built for this"
Fm
Gm
I know I'm built for this
Verse 3
Cm
You weren't supposed to die here
Bb
You were supposed to fly here
Look what you built off your
imagination
Could've never imagined
the places you
because your ideas
Gm
This is in your veins like where the IV is
Cm
My mama's Dodge minivan became
Before sixteen ever got you a phone
Maybe when I was
Bb
13, 12, 11, who knows
Ab
But I was in the back of that
Gm
motherfucker writing my poems
Cm
On shrooms with the busted
boombox
Bb
Thinking that this special brew
and beater I was Tupac, nah
If I could go back and give that
motherfucker advice
Ab
I'd say it was already written, boy
Gm
Keep living your life
Cm
Put everything you got into
your truth
Bb
That instrument you carry around,
that is a tool
The most precious one
you'll ever have
Bb
There's no shortcuts in the craft
Ab
Because the craft is actually
Gm
just a path to discover you
Cm
It can get you pussy,
respect, money, fame and
Bb
They love to call it the game
Cm
but please do not get it confused
Bb
Cause that's just the temptation that
Cm
God is going to put in front of your face
Ab
Cm
To see how bad you really
want the jewel
And you don't run this shit, these
are God's words
Bb
And when you catch the Holy
Spirit thank God first
Kill the ego, kill the need
Bb
to keep on pleasing people
Ab
Self- centeredness and self- will
Cm
We only here for a blink and it's gone
Bb
Cm
Bb
So what you going to do with the ink
you use in your songs?
Regardless of your deal
Cm
or the label that you're on
Gm
Cm
the universe already owns them all
That's God's will
Bb
Cm
It's all God's will
Cm
Ab
Gm
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