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[Intro]
Em Em
Yeah, I was born a misfit
[Verse 1]
Grew up 10 miles from the town of Ipswich
Wanted to make it big,
Bm7
I wished it to existence
Em
I never was a sick kid,
always dismissed quick
"Stick to singing,
Bm7
stop rappin' like it's Christmas"
Em
And if you're talkin' money,
then my conversation's shiftin'
Bm7
My dreams are bigger than just bein' on the rich list
Em
Might be insanity,
but people call it "gifted"
Bm7
My face is goin' numb from the shit this stuff is mixed
with
Em
Watch how the lyrics in the songs might get twisted
C
My wife wears red,
Bm7
but looks better without the lipstick
Em
I'm a private guy and you know nothin' 'bout my business
C
And if I had my 15 minutes,
Bm7
I must have missed 'em
Em
20 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 rocked
Em
You know I want way more than I already got
C Bm7
Give me a song with Eminem and 50 Cent in the club
[Chorus]
Em
You know it ain't my time to call it a day
C B
I wanna crack on and I wanna be paid
Em
But it's 'bout time you remember the name
C B
Ayy, ayy
Em
You know it ain't my time to call it a day
C B
I wanna crack on and I wanna be paid
Em
But it's 'bout time you remember the name
C B
Ayy, ayy
[Verse 2]
Em
I can still remember tryna shop a deal
Bm7
From Taco Bell to TRL
Em
I climbed the Billboard charts to the top until
As fate would have it, became an addict
Bm7
Funny 'cause I had pop appeal
Em
But they said time would tell if I'd prevail
C Bm7
And all I did was put nine inch nails
Em
In my eyelids now
C Bm7
I'm seein' diamond sales like I'm in Zales
Em
Without a doubt, by any means
If rap was skinny jeans,
C
I couldn't do anything in 'em
Bm7
I'd be splitting seams of denim when I'm spitting schemes
Em
Which really means,
no "if," "ands,
" or "buts" are squeezin' in between
C Bm7
You sleep on me 'cause you're only fuckin' with me in your
dreams
Em
Not even when I'm on my deathbed
C
Man, I feel like Ed,
Bm7
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
Just popped in my head
Bm7
I said it, then forgot what I said
[Chorus]
Em
It isn't my time to call it a day
C B
I got rap locked and I'm already paid
Em
But it's 'bout time you remember the name
C B
Ayy, ayy
Em
You know it ain't my time to call it a day
C B
I got rap locked and I'm already paid
Em
But it's 'bout time you remember the name
C B
Ayy, ayy
[Verse 3]
Em
Ain't nobody cold as me, I dress so fresh,
Bm7
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,
Buscemis with locks on it
C Bm7
Everything my voice on, this shit knock,
don't it?
Em
Balenciaga saga, I'm in Bergdorf ballin'
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
Shit, I'm gettin' stupid money,
Bm7
what else we gon' do with money?
Em
Bitch, we be ballin' out,
the king bring you 50 bottles
C
Tonight, we gon' blow a check,
Bm7
worry 'bout your shit tomorrow
Em
The turn up be so real,
we 'bout to be super lit
C
Boy, I'm kickin' straight facts,
Bm7
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,
Bm7
here we go again
[Chorus]
Em
You know it ain't my time to call it a day
C B
I got rap locked and I'm already paid
Em
And it's 'bout time you remember the name
C B
Ayy, ayy
Em
You know it ain't my time to call it a day
C B
I got rap locked and I'm already paid
Em
But it's 'bout time you remember the name
C B
Ayy, ayy
[Intro]
| Em - | Em - | -
Yeah, I was born a misfit
[Verse 1]
Bm7 | Em - |
| - Bm7 | Em - | - Bm7 | Em - |
| - Bm7 | Em - | C Bm7 | Em - |
| C Bm7 | Em - | C Bm7 | Em - |
| C Bm7 | Em - | C Bm7 | Em - |
| C Bm7 |
Grew up 10 miles from the town of Ipswich
Wanted to make it big,
I wished it to existence
I never was a sick kid,
always dismissed quick
"Stick to singing,
stop rappin' like it's Christmas"
And if you're talkin' money,
then my conversation's shiftin'
My dreams are bigger than just bein' on the rich list
Might be insanity,
but people call it "gifted"
My face is goin' numb from the shit this stuff is mixed
with
Watch how the lyrics in the songs might get twisted
My wife wears red,
but looks better without the lipstick
I'm a private guy and you know nothin' 'bout my business
And if I had my 15 minutes,
I must have missed 'em
20 years old is when I came in the game
And now it's eight years on and you remember the name
And if you thought I was good, well,
then I'm better today
But it's ironic how you people thought I'd never be great
I like my shows open-air,
Tokyo to Delaware
Put your phones in the air if you wanna be rocked
You know I want way more than I already got
Give me a song with Eminem and 50 Cent in the club
[Chorus]
| Em - | C B | Em - |
| C B | Em - | C B | Em - |
| C B |
You know it ain't my time to call it a day
I wanna crack on and I wanna be paid
But it's 'bout time you remember the name
Ayy, ayy
You know it ain't my time to call it a day
I wanna crack on and I wanna be paid
But it's 'bout time you remember the name
Ayy, ayy
[Verse 2]
| Em - | - Bm7 | Em - |
| - Bm7 | Em - | C Bm7 | Em - |
| C Bm7 | Em - | C Bm7 | Em - |
| C Bm7 | Em - | C Bm7 | Em - |
| C Bm7 |
I can still remember tryna shop a deal
From Taco Bell to TRL
I climbed the Billboard charts to the top until
As fate would have it, became an addict
Funny 'cause I had pop appeal
But they said time would tell if I'd prevail
And all I did was put nine inch nails
In my eyelids now
I'm seein' diamond sales like I'm in Zales
Without a doubt, by any means
If rap was skinny jeans,
I couldn't do anything in 'em
I'd be splitting seams of denim when I'm spitting schemes
Which really means,
no "if," "ands,
" or "buts" are squeezin' in between
You sleep on me 'cause you're only fuckin' with me in your
dreams
Not even when I'm on my deathbed
Man, I feel like Ed,
it isn't time to drop the mic yet
So why would I quit?
The thought that I would stop when I'm dead
Just popped in my head
I said it, then forgot what I said
[Chorus]
| Em - | C B | Em - |
| C B | Em - | C B | Em - |
| C B |
It isn't my time to call it a day
I got rap locked and I'm already paid
But it's 'bout time you remember the name
Ayy, ayy
You know it ain't my time to call it a day
I got rap locked and I'm already paid
But it's 'bout time you remember the name
Ayy, ayy
[Verse 3]
| Em - | - Bm7 | Em - |
| - Bm7 | Em - | C Bm7 | Em - |
| C Bm7 | Em - | C Bm7 | Em - |
| C Bm7 | Em - | C Bm7 | Em - |
| C Bm7 |
Ain't nobody cold as me, I dress so fresh,
so clean
You can find me in my whip,
rockin' my Fendi drip
Man, you know just what I mean
Shinin', wrist with the rocks on it,
Buscemis with locks on it
Everything my voice on, this shit knock,
don't it?
Balenciaga saga, I'm in Bergdorf ballin'
It's just another episode, my hoes,
I spoil 'em
She like the fly shit and I like to buy shit
Shit, I'm gettin' stupid money,
what else we gon' do with money?
Bitch, we be ballin' out,
the king bring you 50 bottles
Tonight, we gon' blow a check,
worry 'bout your shit tomorrow
The turn up be so real,
we 'bout to be super lit
Boy, I'm kickin' straight facts,
that's just how we do this shit
Tomorrow,
we hangin' over 'til we start feelin' sober
Then it's time to start it over,
here we go again
[Chorus]
| Em - | C B | Em - |
| C B | Em - | C B | Em - |
| C B |
You know it ain't my time to call it a day
I got rap locked and I'm already paid
And it's 'bout time you remember the name
Ayy, ayy
You know it ain't my time to call it a day
I got rap locked and I'm already paid
But it's 'bout time you remember the name
Ayy, ayy
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