Key: E
Em
Yeah I was born a misfit
Grew up ten miles from the town of Ipswich
Bm7
Wanted to make it big, I wished it to existence
Em
I never was a sick kid, always dismissed quick
Bm7
Stick to singing, stop rapping like it’s Christmas
Em
And if you’re talkin’ money then my conversation’s shiftin’
C
Bm7
My dreams are bigger than just being on the rich list
Em
Might be insanity but people call it gifted
C
Bm7
My face is going numb from the shit the stuff is mixed with
Em
Watch out the lyrics and the songs might get twisted
C
Bm7
My wife wears red but looks better without the lipstick
Em
I’m a private guy, you know nothin’ ’bout my business
C
Bm7
And if I had my fifteen minutes, I must’ve missed it
Em
Twenty years old is when I came in the game
C
Bm7
And now it’s eight years on and you remember the name
Em
And if you thought I was good, well then I’m better today
C
Bm7
But it’s ironic how you people thought I’d never be great
Em
I like my shows open air, Tokyo to Delaware
C
Bm7
Put your phones in the air if you wanna be rup
Em
You know I want way more than I’ve already got
Give me a song with Eminem and 50 Cent In Da Club
Em
You know it ain’t my time to call it a day
C
Bm7
I wanna crack on and I wanna be paid
Em
But it’s ’bout time you remember the name
C
Bm7
Eh-ay, eh-ay
Em
You know it ain’t my time to call it a day
C
Bm7
I wanna crack on and I wanna be paid
Em
But it’s ’bout time you remember the name
C
Bm7
Eh-ay, eh-ay (hey, hey, hey)
Em
I can still remember (what) tryna shop a deal (ah-ha)
Bm7
From Taco Bell to T-R-L
Em
I climb the Billboard Charts to the top until as fate would have it (yeah)
Bm7
Became an addict, funny ‘cos I had pop a pill
Em
But they said time would tell (what?)
C
Bm7
If I'd prevail (huh?) and all I did was (what?)
Em
Put nine inch nails (where?), in my eyelids now (what?)
I'm seein' diamond sales, like I'm in Zales
Em
Without a doubt by any means, if rap was skinny jeans
C
Bm7
I couldn't do anything in'em, I'd be splitting seams of denim when I'm spitting schemes
Em
Which really means no ifs, ands or buts are squeezin' in between
C
Bm7
You sleep on me 'cause you're only fuckin’ quitting in your dreams
Em
Not even when I’m even on my death bed
C
Bm7
Man I feel like Ed, it isn't time to drop the mic yet
Em
So why would I quit, the thought that I would stop when I'm dead
C
Bm7
Just popped in my head, I said it then forgot what I said
Em
It isn't my time to call it a day
C
Bm7
I got ret blocked and I’m already paid
Em
But it’s ’bout time you remember the name
C
Bm7
Eh-ay, eh-ay
Em
You know it ain’t my time to call it a day
C
Bm7
I got ret blocked and I’m already paid
Em
But it’s ’bout time you remember the name
C
Bm7
Eh-ay, eh-ay
Em
Bm7
Ain’t nobody cold as me, I dress so fresh, so clean
Em
You can find me in my whip, rockin’ my Fendi drip
Bm7
Man you know just what I mean
Em
Shinin’ wrist with the rocks on it, brushemi’s with locks on it
C
Bm7
And you think my voice song I shit knocked on it
Em
Balenciaga saga I’m a burnt off baller
C
Bm7
It’s just another episode my hoes, I spoil ‘em
Em
She like the fly shit and I like to buy shit
C
Bm7
Shit I’m gettin’ stupid money, what else we gon’ do with money?
Em
Bitch we be ballin’ now, the king bring me 50 burrows
C
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Tonight we gon’ blow a cheque, worry ’bout this shit tomorrow
Em
The turn up it so real, we ’bout to be super lit
C
Bm7
Boy I’m kickin’ straight facts, that’s just how we do this shit
Em
Tomorrow we hangin’ over ’til we start feelin’ sober
C
Then it’s time to start it over, here we go again
Em
It isn't my time to call it a day
C
Bm7
I got ret blocked and I’m already paid
Em
But it’s ’bout time you remember the name
C
Bm7
Eh-ay, eh-ay
Em
You know it ain’t my time to call it a day
C
Bm7
I got ret blocked and I’m already paid
Em
But it’s ’bout time you remember the name
C
Bm7
Eh-ay, eh-ay