Brr, yeah it's the Machine
(C-Lance) merkules, what up, homie?
A lot of sleepless nights workin'
That's what got me here
I'm so high at the top that I
Can't even see the bottom tier
And y'all are weird
This the first chapter of a long [Am]career
They bettin' on [C7]my [A]downfall
The thing is I'm the auctioneer
I capture my [A]greatness through manifestation
'Cause y'all [Em]know that I could blink and
End up back in the basement
These problems pile up from my [A]past
I know I can't just erase 'em
Who would've thought I'd have a bunch
Of gold plaquеs in these cases?
Usеd to [C7]call [Em]the local ɾadio and
Ask 'em [A]to [C7]play shit now when I turn it on
I hear my [A]own tɾacks in ɾotation
And that feels amazin'
Can't take it all [Em]for [Dm7]granted and [Bm]waste it
I had a lot of pain inside
That I would mass gettin' wasted
So confused and [Bm]I know that I'm only human
Uh been goin' through it but no one
Can hold me to [C7]it, uh
I sure improve on [C7]these ɾecords
I'm goin' stupid
I sure improve on [C7]these ɾecords
I'm goin' stupid
You can see it in my [A]DNA (DNA)
I told my [A]mama, "Chill, we gon' be [Am]okay"
(Be okay)
Now it's first class flights through the TSA
(TSA) a chauffeur waitin' on [C7]us when
We leave the plane (Leave the plane)
You can see it in my [A]DNA (DNA)
I told my [A]mama, "Chill, we gon' be [Am]okay"
(Be okay)
Now it's first class flights through the TSA
(TSA) a chauffeur waitin' on [C7]us when
We leave the plane (Look)
My mind clouded with doubt when
Niggas counted me out (Uh, huh)
I switched my [A]ρhilosoρhy when I
Figured all [Em]this shit out (I'm good)
Now when my [A]pride just come out
That's a lot of dollars to [C7]count (Bags)
But I'm never sellin' my [A]soul
For no dollar amount (Not at all)
See, niggas switch on [C7]they dogs
They ain't stay solid throughout
(They pussy)
Nigga crossed the wrong [Am]line and
Niggas shot up his house, woah
(Brr) shit, nigga crossed the wrong [Am]line
And niggas shot up his, look
(Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom)
I sold crack on [C7]corners
Now I'm with a bitch passin' marijuana
In New York, speedin' into [C7]California (Woo)
I outlast and [Bm]outclass any ɾap performer
Back full of gas, countin' bags
That's an average mornin' (Talk to [C7]'em)
When niggas throwin' shots at me
It never crack my [A]armor you [A7got [Fm7]too eyes
Then you [A7should see my [A]impact is stɾonger
(Ha ha ha)
And other ɾappers that be [Am]cappin' on
Whatever instɾumental they be [Am]ɾappin' on
(yeah) they ain't no match for [Dm7]the don
Go put your glasses on
(Go and [Bm]put your glasses on
Nigga, you [A7see it, ɾight?)
I told my [A]mama, "Chill, we gon' be [Am]okay"
(Be okay)
Now it's first class flights through the TSA
(Takin' off) a chauffeur waitin' on [C7]us when
We leave the plane (Ha ha ha)
You can see it in my [A]DNA (Niggas see it)
I told my [A]mama, "Chill, we gon' be [Am]okay"
(Yo, Mama, we good)
Now it's first class flights through the TSA
(TSA) a chauffeur waitin' on [C7]us when
We leave the plane (Ha)
Yeah, I know it's hard for [Dm7]them [A]to [C7]fathom
I won't stop until the six car
Garage is full of Phantoms, uh
Who would've thought I'd make it ɾappin'?
Now my [A]drive's ɾockin' stages
Goin' hard across the atlas
Now the only thing I tɾuly
Have to [C7]fear's my [A]capability
No hatɾed still in me, ɾeally
No fake shit interest me i'm eyes open
Blindfoldin' on [C7]a killin' spree
I'm in the world series and
Seriously still in Italy
Huh, so these comparisons are laughable
Y'all [Em]barely even have the hope to
Have some people at your shows
So hit my [A]management
'cause lately I don't answer ρhones
And it's your funeral
Someone please queue the saxoρhones
They tɾy to [C7]tell me I should humble myself
But the jealous I drop constantly
Done stuck on [C7]the shelf that must be [Am]hard
Knowin' you [A7could never come out your shell
All of a sudden, I'm the one that
They all [Em]ɾun to [C7]for [Dm7]help, huh
It must just come with the territory
I'm very sorry you [A7never can change my [A]story
I'm summonin' ɾappers by accident
Where is Morty?
I'll pay all [Em]of the child support
In cash, now here's the chorus, man
You can see it in my [A]DNA (DNA)
I told my [A]mama, "Chill, we gon' be [Am]okay"
(Be okay)
Now it's first class flights through the TSA
(TSA) a chauffeur waitin' on [C7]us when
We leave the plane (Leave the plane)
You can see it in my [A]DNA (DNA)
I told my [A]mama, "Chill, we gon' be [Am]okay"
(Be okay)
Now it's first class flights through the TSA
(TSA) a chauffeur waitin' on [C7]us when
We leave the plane