This single was released on 12 April 2024. The vocals are by Tom MacDonald, the music is produced by Tom MacDonald, and the lyrics are written by Tom MacDonald.
This song is originally in the key of F Minor. You can change it to any key you want, using the Transpose option. The average tempo is 66 BPM. These chords are simple and easy to play on the guitar, ukulele or piano.
This song is originally in the key of F Minor. You can change it to any key you want, using the Transpose option. The average tempo is 66 BPM. These chords are simple and easy to play on the guitar, ukulele or piano.
Original Key: F Minor Time Signature: 4/4 Tempo: 66 Suggested Strumming: DU,DU,DU,DU c h o r d z o n e . o r g [INTRO] [VERSE ONE] Fm I been hearin' that they think my political music is boring Fm Tell 'em I'm sorry, I been rappin' 'bout things that I feel are important Fm I could talk about how rich I am, all these little rappers that I'm bigger than Fm I could should you the impact addiction had, how the liquor turned me to a different man Fm I'm not the kid who was visitin' Disneyland Fm I'm not a perfect Christian, have a sinner's past Fm But I sobered up, prescriptions hit the trash Fm Now I'm sitting back with fifty Billboard plaques Fm Twenty million dollars and a million fans Fm Middle fingers flippin', I can't flip 'em back Fm I'm so independent so they get the message Fm I been spittin' facts, I'm not a fiction fan Fm I am the truth, I am the GOAT Fm I am the proof you can rеach every one of your goals Fm You can bе too drunk, way too high, but it's never too late to have hope Fm I am the one, I'm gonna preach, you can reach every one of your dreams Fm You can be up against the whole entire world and you can beat 'em if you just believe Fm They've been sayin' I'm Illuminati and I'm goin' to Hell Fm They're desperately searchin' for any excuse to explain why I've done what they can't do themselves Fm The only way they can make sense of my fame is claim I worship Satan and labels have helped Fm I don't have an advantage, it's natural talent Fm Your ego is damaged, admit that you failed [VERSE TWO] Fm I remember back when I was the only political rapper, what the hell happened? Fm All the sudden everyone who never gave a damn got political and started rappin' Fm Tragic, I should be flattered, man, I created the genre they practically jackin' Fm Actin' like they in the conversation, they ain't nowhere near it, on a different planet Fm This is not YouTube, this is upper echelon Fm President of Sony on my telephone Fm I get what I want, how I want, when I want until the day that I'm dead and gone Fm The internet in love with beef, they want rappers at war Fm But I don't care who's comin' at me Fm I swore that I wouldn't do disses no more Fm The last time I battled the man that I trampled lost his career and then had a divorce Fm That wasn't fair, homie got torched Fm I feel the weight like I'm carryin' around a corpse Fm Still no deals, still no team Fm Still just little old me Fm Still makin' fun of the whole industry Fm Still rap on my own beats Fm I'm the only multimillionaire in my family tree Fm I keep hearin' rumors that my parents rich and that's how I got in the lead, that's a big L I E Fm If you wanna know the truth, I guess Fm I can show you why I move like this Fm Let me take you back into my head, tell you 'bout the movie I lived Fm Former alcoholic, nothin' in my wallet Fm Every doctor said that I was depressed Fm Should be inside a coffin or inside a cardboard box and addicted to meth Fm I was sleepin' on my best friend's couch, I was dreamin' of a west end house Fm We was livin' in the basement, sweet east side, pray that we'd get out Fm Motorcycles on the front lawn, bunch of crackheads in the alley Fm Open up my bedroom window and tell 'em there's empty bottles they can have Fm Cops at the door, I couldn't sleep Fm Makin' up noodles to eat for a week Fm I couldn't stomach the food I was makin' Fm If I wasn't high, still I always had weed Fm Leavin' the crib and the neighbors are trippin' Fm I'll flip 'em the bird, I ain't stoppin' to talk Fm They leavin' us notes on the passenger window 'cause we always parkin' the whip in their spot Fm Ten in the morning, we sippin' on 40's and takin' the Honda Civic up the block Fm Lookin' for one of my homies who livin' on the street 'cause he got addicted to rocks Fm Waitin' in line at church, they're givin' out food Fm I would pull up every second Sunday, get some hard boiled eggs and juice, that was the move Fm I was a broke boy then I blew up Fm I was suicidal, yeah, the mood sucked Fm Now I been rich, I done made hits, I been prayin' I don't screw it up www.chordzone.org [VERSE THREE] Fm And now that I've blown up, they're mad that I've grown up Fm They're missin' my old stuff Fm They say my political music's all soundin' the same and the flows suck Fm I'm never gonna be the old Tom or recapture the magic of old songs Fm I don't know, Tom Fm You the GOAT, Tom Fm Give me what I want or I will go, Tom Fm Shut up Fm I'm not the guy that you fell in love with back when I was young and dumb Fm Always gettin' drunk, takin' hella drugs, livin' in the ghetto, no food for a month Fm Couldn't pay the power bill, the shower filled with towels, mold and hella bugs Fm That was the old Tom, that was broke Tom Fm Stop saying you miss who I was Fm Now you can give me all the Gucci, give me all the Louis Fm Give me everything I wanted once Fm Give me Lamborghinis, give me all my flowers Fm Gave you everything I have to show me love Fm Now they call me racist and they say I'm canceled but I guarantee you that there will be blood Fm I ain't goin' nowhere, I ain't stoppin' nothin' Fm I'ma really go there, I don't give a fuck Fm I'm the best thing going right now, they can't mess with me Fm I been up, I been down, I climbed out my grave Fm I been great way before today Fm And I'll be great till I decide to walk away www.chordzone.org [VERSE FOUR] Fm And I'm the one you have to thank for every independent artist gettin' Billboard plaques Fm I showed everybody how to beat the record labels and still, I don't get no thanks Fm Everybody who been hatin' on me copies every little thing I'm doin' Fm I mean, they dress like me, sign CDs Fm No one is buying they music Fm I'm the blueprint for these YouTube kids, every single little view you get Fm Every time you get an iTunes check you just imitate what I do best Fm I'm on Fox News Fm I'm on Rolling Stone Fm In the New York Times Fm On the radio Fm Got a million views, milly on the Gram Fm You still waitin' to be verified, man Fm I am the reason that Billboard removed all the digital sales charts off their website Fm I was out performing label artists and executives, pressured them to hit the red light Fm Universal, Warner Music, Sony CEOs wanted me dead Fm But they ain't ever gonna really kill me, they'll just cancel the digital charts instead Fm Stop tellin' me that anyone else is bigger than I am Fm Go get the Nielsen SoundScan numbers, tell me what you find, man Fm Who's the biggest? I am Fm They're angry that I love America, guess it's a problem 'cause I'm Canadian Fm I live in the states, I gave two hundred grand to the veterans, I am a patriot Fm I am not faking this, I don't need to keep on makin' it Fm Good to retire three years ago basically Fm Go check my bank account, buddy, I'm crazy rich Fm I don't need money, I rap 'cause I'm made for this Fm I am only doing this because I love it Fm I told every record label they can shove it Fm Rappers hate on me but I'm above it Fm '93 Shawn Michaels, everyone can suck it Fm They want photos when they see me out in public Fm Then they trash me in the comments, what a bummer Fm I sign autographs and spill my guts and stomach Fm All I get is people prayin' that I'll plummet [VERSE] Fm I came a long way, dreamt of this all day Fm I should've saw graves but God saves, I got faith Fm What a loser, I needed booze to maneuver Fm Bottles of Hooch in the cooler Fm Now I'm the proof that you can choose to be a trooper Fm And regroup a pursue of future, be a ruler Fm Screw all the rumors, hack all the dudes who be actin' stupid on computers Fm Hate is a fuel that humans can use to improve themselves if they don't let their wounds ruin' their movement Fm You can do it and then you can lose it Fm You could choose to view it through some other pupils Fm You could shoot for the moon, if you miss you recoup it and then execute it till you make it through it Fm There ain't no excuses, the rules are confusin' Fm So break 'em and use them to find the solution Fm The truth is you're losing till you are immune and you turn the abuse to your own evolution [VERSE] Fm I been addicted to plenty of pills, poor and mentally ill Fm If I can do it, you can do it Fm I went from homeless and drunk to turnin' down record deals Fm I done got so many wins that I forget the wins Fm So many plaques inside the crib, they gettin' hard to live Fm They so jealous, I'm just glad that I ain't them (Thank God I ain't them) Fm They got money, they got pennies, they got dollars but they ain't been makin' any sense Fm They got hundreds, they got thousands, I got ten, eleven, fifteen, twenty somethin' M's Fm But this ain't always what my life was like Fm Honestly, it still give me chills Fm Way before all of my viral songs, before I was living in Beverly Hills Fm Way before I went and sobered up, back when me and Brandon couldn't pay the bills Fm Way back when I shoulda been locked up, overdosed or gettin' killed Fm My sister called me from the hospital, said her job's killin' her and that was a fact Fm She workin' overtime often, out of options, havin' panic attacks Fm Didn't let her finish talkin' told her walk in and to quit and call back Fm Next thing I know she's in California and she's workin' for Hang Over Gang Fm And Daddy always told me I was special and one day I would conquer the music business Fm And I guess he was right 'cause look at my life Fm I just bought him a new Porsche for Christmas Fm And Momma worked harder than any woman on Earth, her boss woulda never have fired her Fm I recognized they weren't giving her what she was worth, so I retired her [VERSE] Fm This ain't white privilege, this ain't trust funds Fm This ain't good luck, this ain't silver spoon Fm This is hard work, this is long nights Fm This is on me, this is what I do Fm This is palm trees and Ferraris and a calm breeze and a pretty view Fm If you don't believe I deserve it then you never lived the life I did and you wouldn't make it through Fm I came out a city where I still don't get no respect Fm I moved away and I blew up and everyone else is still stuck in the town that I left, I'm not impressed Fm And they been sayin' my video views are all fake and I honestly hope it helps get 'em some rest Fm I'm worth the thirty million mother fuckin' dollars, all you bums are living check to check Fm Now everybody is an enemy, they all jealous that I'm a celebrity Fm Well, screw them, screw the government, screw the record labels, screw the mainstream Fm I'm in God mode, they in beast mode Fm We are not the same, we ain't equals Fm And I pray to God that you can deepthroat, got 11 inches for you weak hoes Fm Y'all cannot critique me, y'all ain't in my league still Fm All your hate completes me, I can't be killed Fm Y'all just wanna be me, maybe be chill Fm Leave 'em bleeding in a wheatfield Fm All my missiles heat seek, you can't beat me, homie, keep still Fm I can tell that you don't eat meat, ton of green beans Fm You a vegan when the beef's real [BRIDGE] Fm Everybody's saying I'm fake but Fm They're the ones really fakin' though Fm And their songs all on YouTube Fm While my songs on the radio Fm They claim they hate fame but they change when they need streams Fm Then they say names and plays games, and take aim and hate on me [VERSE] Fm Wait, I got one more thing I gotta say Fm I don't need anymore money these days, I just do it for all of my fans Fm I pray to God I inspire somebody or show someone who thinks that they can't that they can Fm I'ma keep goin' till I'm in a coffin, I promise no stoppin' till I kick the can Fm Till the day that they're droppin' my box in the ground, it's Hang Over Gang
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