God's Will Chords

Lyrics & chords

[Intro 1]
[G][F#m][Em][G]
[F#m][Em][D]

[Verse 1]
[G]Never turn
my back on my birth[F#m]place
Leave it to my city [Em]making sure
that the [G]dirts straight
Leave my kids just enough
Cause I'll fail them the wor
[F#m]st way
If I raised some rich [Em]spoiled white
girls in the first [D]place, yeah
[G]Leave a legacy,
[F#m]one worth remembering
[Em]In my robe looking [G]out on Rome
on the mezzanine like
Why creators are the last one
with [F#m]some equity
[Em]Put myself in a posi[F#m]tion to pass
it to my [G]people
And that's why I'm not settling
More [F#m]Capital than Beverly
[Em]Before my grandma died she
saw me on [G]Jeopardy
Still think PJs are [F#m]too expensive
Still don't make music
[Em]with people I ain't [D]friends with
Still [G]fuck the industry and no I
don't mess [F#m]with
People that my [Em]mama wouldn't want
to have for break[G]fast
That's right
The suits, the streams, the snakes,
the [F#m]schemes, the steady
[Em]Pursuit of paper over trut[F#m]h and dreams
[G]Loyal to my soil, never cha[Bm]nge the oil
[Em]Kept the motor running,
kept my [Bm]foot up on the gas
And push to start the button
Everything I thought I always wanted,
[C]everything it wasn't
[Em]Never know that God is everything
[Bm]Until you lose[D] sight of Him,[G] yeah[Bm]
Never know that [G]God is everything
until you lose sight of [Bm]Him
[D]Said it's written on my

[Verse 2]
[G]face,
I can't play it off
[F#m]I got so much on my plate,[Em]
I can't shake [G]it off
But I'm built for this,
[F#m]I'm built for th[Em]is
[F#m]I been staying in my lane,[G]
keep my head [F#m]down
I was losing my [Em]faith but I'm blessed now
[G]God told me, "you built for thi[F#m]s"
I know I'm built [Em]for t[F#m]his

[Verse 3]
[Bm]You weren't supposed to die here
You were supposed to fly [A]here
Look what you built off your
imagination
Could've never imagined
the places you
Would've [G]been taken
because your ideas
This is in your [F#m]veins like where the IV is
[Bm]My mama's Dodge minivan became
my own [A]at 16
Before sixteen ever got you a phone
Maybe when I was
[A]13, 12, 11, who knows
But I [G]was in the back of that
[F#m]motherfucker writing my poems
[Bm]On shrooms with the busted
boombox
Thinking that this special [A]brew
and beater I was Tupac, nah
If I could go back and give that
motherfucker advice
I'd say [G]it was already written, boy
[F#m]Keep living your life
[Bm]Put everything you got into
your truth
That instrument [A]you carry around,
that is a tool
The most precious one
you'll ever have
There's no shortcuts in the [A]craft
Because the [G]craft is actually
just a [F#m]path to discover you
[Bm]It can get you pussy,
respect, money, fame and
They [A]love to call it the game
but please do not [Bm]get it confused
Cause that's just the tempta[A]tion that
God [Bm]is going to put in front of your face
[G]To see how [Bm]bad you really
want the jewel
And you don't run this shit, these
are God's words
[A]And when you catch the Holy
Spirit thank God first
Kill the ego, kill the need
to keep on pleas[A]ing people
Self- [G]centeredness and self- will
is[F#m]n't how God works
[Bm]We only here for a blink and it's gone
[A]So what you goi[Bm]ng to do with the[A] ink
you use in your songs?
Regardless of your deal
or the label [Bm]that you're on
When [G]you die,
the universe [F#m]already owns [Bm]them all
That's God's will
It's all [A]God's [Bm]will
[Bm][G][F#m]