Tonalité : Eb major
Intro 1
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G#m
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G#m
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Verse 1
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Never turn
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my back on my birthplace
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Leave it to my city making sure
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that the dirts straight
Leave my kids just enough
Cause I'll fail them the wor
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st way
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If I raised some rich spoiled white
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girls in the first place, yeah
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Leave a legacy,
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one worth remembering
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In my robe looking out on Rome
on the mezzanine like
Why creators are the last one
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with some equity
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Put myself in a position to pass
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it to my people
And that's why I'm not settling
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More Capital than Beverly
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Before my grandma died she
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saw me on Jeopardy
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Still think PJs are too expensive
Still don't make music
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with people I ain't friends with
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Still fuck the industry and no I
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don't mess with
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People that my mama wouldn't want
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to have for breakfast
That's right
The suits, the streams, the snakes,
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the schemes, the steady
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G#m
Pursuit of paper over truth and dreams
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C#m
Loyal to my soil, never change the oil
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Kept the motor running,
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kept my foot up on the gas
And push to start the button
Everything I thought I always wanted,
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everything it wasn't
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Never know that God is everything
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C#m
Until you lose sight of Him, yeah
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Never know that God is everything
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until you lose sight of Him
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Said it's written on my
Verse 2
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face,
I can't play it off
G#m
F#m
I got so much on my plate,
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I can't shake it off
But I'm built for this,
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F#m
I'm built for this
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I been staying in my lane,
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keep my head down
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I was losing my faith but I'm blessed now
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God told me, "you built for this"
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I know I'm built for this
Verse 3
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You weren't supposed to die here
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You were supposed to fly here
Look what you built off your
imagination
Could've never imagined
the places you
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Would've been taken
because your ideas
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This is in your veins like where the IV is
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My mama's Dodge minivan became
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my own at 16
Before sixteen ever got you a phone
Maybe when I was
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13, 12, 11, who knows
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But I was in the back of that
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motherfucker writing my poems
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On shrooms with the busted
boombox
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Thinking that this special brew
and beater I was Tupac, nah
If I could go back and give that
motherfucker advice
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I'd say it was already written, boy
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Keep living your life
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Put everything you got into
your truth
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That instrument you carry around,
that is a tool
The most precious one
you'll ever have
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There's no shortcuts in the craft
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Because the craft is actually
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just a path to discover you
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It can get you pussy,
respect, money, fame and
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They love to call it the game
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but please do not get it confused
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Cause that's just the temptation that
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God is going to put in front of your face
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To see how bad you really
want the jewel
And you don't run this shit, these
are God's words
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And when you catch the Holy
Spirit thank God first
Kill the ego, kill the need
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to keep on pleasing people
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Self- centeredness and self- will
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isn't how God works
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We only here for a blink and it's gone
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So what you going to do with the ink
you use in your songs?
Regardless of your deal
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or the label that you're on
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When you die,
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the universe already owns them all
That's God's will
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It's all God's will
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