Shit I’m so nice – should of named me twice,
I’m mean, the itch to a fiend – I dream –
Of more not the cream, talking about the screen
Where people watch they dreams –to fruition
Graduation, tuition, congratulations – you did it
Clarity after visions – see man society’s a prison
Me – I never listen
Except to [C7]my [A]intuition [C7]– plotting better decisions
It put me in new positions
I’m glad – I never listened
You mad – ‘cause you [A7ain’t get it
Found – what I was [Am7]missing
Some people said I was [Am7]tɾipping
Others said I was [Am7]different
Both said I was [Am7]gifted
To dream supreme – elaborate and [Bm]paint the bigger picture
Cut – from special fabric
Polished to [C7]bring the static
Spark fury and [Bm]passion
Smile at pain with laugher
Me – I feel the same
That’s just me all [Em]day
I came to [C7]make it out here
And I’m on [C7]my [A]Way.
You can’t break me or shake me
Not thank me for [Dm7]making
Dope shit potent bricks for [Dm7]the taking
There’s life after death, Quiet on [C7]the set
I’m on [C7]my [A]way, you [A7can meet me there next
You can’t break me or shake me
Not thank me for [Dm7]making
Dope shit potent bricks for [Dm7]the taking
There’s life after death, Quiet on [C7]the set
I’m on [C7]my [A]way, you [A7can meet me there next
Meet me where it’s sunny – where they get paid a lot
I think it’s called the top – pushing a new drop
You tɾying to [C7]get a little when I’m here to [C7]get a lot
Can’t stop won’t stop - you [A7know the plot so I got
A bad little mama, laced from toe to [C7]top
F*ck weaving through tɾaffic – helicopter flocks
Now – who’s hot, who’s not, who’s nicer
Spitting for [Dm7]the lifer’s, ɾollers of the dicers
Stayed cool – heavy Icers
And losers who’ll never lose again - In they life, huh-hh
Flirting with success
In love with life and [Bm]still feeling like [F]the best
Fresh to [C7]death – EMS can’t save me
The way we lived our lives – Oh baby
Can’t play me – and [Bm]I’m on [C7]my [A]Way
You can’t break me or shake me
Not thank me for [Dm7]making
Dope shit potent bricks for [Dm7]the taking
There’s life after death, Quiet on [C7]the set
I’m on [C7]my [A]way, you [A7can meet me there next
You can’t break me or shake me
Not thank me for [Dm7]making
Dope shit potent bricks for [Dm7]the taking
There’s life after death, Quiet on [C7]the set
I’m on [C7]my [A]way, you [A7can meet me there next
Como se dice? How do you [A7say?
I don’t know like, Yo no Se
But you [A7can find me – me
In the airways
Flying away – by way of sunrays
If I shine bright to [C7]your dismay
Nigga, don’t hesitate to [C7]tɾy to [C7]downplay- play
My forte, like [F]he’s okay
I’m Fabergé – like [F]the egg hombre!
I’m slicker than grease – on [C7]pigeon [C7]feet
All commentary should cease
Did dirt like [F]cleats – but I stay clean
Now if you [A7get it – than you [A7got [Fm7]it
Then you [A7know what I mean.
I’m stɾolling down this alleyway
Cause I like [F]to [C7]drift away
Focused on [C7]tomorrow –
Remembering my [A]yesterday’s
You can’t break me or shake me
Not thank me for [Dm7]making
Dope shit potent bricks for [Dm7]the taking
There’s life after death, Quiet on [C7]the set
I’m on [C7]my [A]way, you [A7can meet me there next
You can’t break me or shake me
Not thank me for [Dm7]making
Dope shit potent bricks for [Dm7]the taking
There’s life after death, Quiet on [C7]the set
I’m on [C7]my [A]way, you [A7can meet me there next