Тональность: F minor
Intro 1
F
Ab
Cm
Ab
Db
Fm
Eb
Bb
Eb
Verse 1
Fm
miles away thinking bout this life shit
Ab
Eb
Fm
It's way too soon to feel like I'm in a crisis
Db
I'm trying to blow like niggas don't rock
Fm
with
ISIS
Eb
Ain't a soul that really could
do it like this
F
Blindness is rampant,
Fm
the hood is full of mindless
Fm
seeing the streets is full of mices
Ab
Questions in mind,
Db
Fm
wonder why we like this?
Bb
Questions in mind gave me
Fm
courage to write this
F
C
I don't pick favorites,
Fm
I love all my vices
Ab
Eb
This earthbound lust could flip a record like
Fm
The trauma in my heart
is what made me right
Bb
Eb
Made me like all this dirt
is what gave me my likeness
F
I'm seeing plenty of folks
Fm
stay in disguises
Eb
And when they meet a nigga like me,
Ab
they hate in silence
Db
Ab
Fm
I ain't surprised they give me a rise
you gon' give it up to your highness
F
C
Fm
I'm climbing, di vine timing
F
Eb
Cm
Eight years in and I'm still rhyming
Fm
Ab
No con tract,
Db
Ab
Fm
we better see a milli when I sign it
Eb
Bb
When I say that I'm him,
Eb
shit, I ain't lyin'
F
Gotta wait, well, I'm still tryin'
C
Fm
Eb
I'm sittin' on gold
that's ready to go diamond
Fm
Db
You sellin' this story that
niggas ain't buyin'
Fm
Eb
I figured you people just
needed some remindin'
Bb
F
Yeah
Eb
It's a long way from home
Bbm
Fm
But we on it
Cm
Csus4
F
To be hon est
It's a long way from home
Eb
Cm
Bbm
Fm
Db
Cm
Csus4
But I got you, to be honest
F
C
Db
I did the digital dash and
Buddy bag time, I'm ready to bring my
Db
Mac
out
They call me
Randy
Jack, venue is packed
out
Bb
Caught a bitch talking that shit,
he's getting
smacked down
F
Dm
He, she, they,
Fm
them, these hands don't discriminate
Ab
Eb
Jesus turned blood to wine,
Fm
turn yours to lemonade
Ab
Fm
And she played with the tip,
Eb
now it's a hand grenade I blow
And I'm quenching the thirst,
look what a minute made
F
They said the sky's the limit, but
that was yesterday
Fm
I put the work in, I brought
the work to a different state
I got homies with way too much
on they dinner plate
Bb
And I got homies who's
eating noodles like everyday
F
It's hard to hold me,
Fm
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
Bb
Eb
Fm
Mama passed down the hustle,
Eb
F
now it's my fa vorite trait
That's what makes me
different from them
Fm
Eb
I already got blood,
Fm
I ain't lookin' for friends
Bbm
In a whole different phase of life,
Bb
I could only stay a night
Csus4
F
then the niggas gone with the wind
Eb
It's a long way from home
Bbm
Fm
But we on it
Cm
Csus4
F
To be honest
Eb
It's a long way from home
Fm
Cm
To be honest
Csus4
F
Yeah, it's a long way
Eb
Bbm
Fm
from home
Cm
Csus4
F
Fm
Home, it's a long way from
Eb
Bbm
home
Ab
Eb
Cm
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