Intro: DmAmBbFC/E x4
DmAm
Now, this is my job, I will not quit it
BbFC/E
Pulled me out the depths when I thought that I was finished
DmAm
Yeah I questioned if I could go the distance
BbFC/E
That's just the work, regardless of who's listening, listening
DmAm
Listen, see I was meant to be a warrior
BbFC/E
Fight something amongst me, leave here victorious
DmAm
Classroom of kids, or a venue performing
BbFC/E
If I'd done it for the money I'd have been a fucking lawyer
DmAm
Concrete, vagabond, van telling stories
BbFC/E
Humbled by the road, I'm realizing I'm not important
DmAm
See life's a beautiful struggle, I record it
BbFC/E
Hope it helps you maneuvering through yours and
DmAm
That's why we stay in the lab at night
BbFC/E
I've been staring into this pad for over half my life
DmAmA true artist won't be satisfied
BbF
So I guess that's the sacrifice
C/E
And I say
[Hook]
DmAm
Make the money, don't let the money make you
BbFC/E
Change the game, don't let the game change you
DmAm
I'll forever remain faithful
BbFC/E
All my people stay true, I say
DmAm
Make the money, don't let the money make you
BbFC/E
Change the game, don't let the game change you
DmAm
I'll forever remain faithful
BbFC/E
All my people stay true
Verse 2
Forget about the fame, fortune and the mansion
Sitting and tripping watching myself on a plasma
Yeah, I start slipping when I'm thinking about that stuff
Ego won't swole until karma catches that up, that up
I'm my grandma's number one grandson
I lost myself to remember who that was
We start thinking about some kicks, necklace
What I really need is a job off CraigsList
Take away the dot com, name, love
Fans, Twitter followers, and the buzz
See, you keep the issues but you take away the drugs
And I had to find out who I really was
Who I really wasn't
So sick of who I was becoming
Yeah, tired of running
Time to look at the man in the mirror until I can learn to love him
[Hook]
Bridge x2
Of course I want dubs and a candy painted 'lac
Watch the videos and get the girls in the back
But if that's what I believe in, and the reason that I rap
Uncle Sam is my pimp when he puts me on the track
[Hook]
Forget about the fame
I said forget about the fame
I'll forever remain faithful
Stay true, stay true, stay true
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