Letra de GOD’S WILL - Macklemore

(Feat. Vic Daggs II)

Never turn my back on my birthplace

Leave it to my city, makin' sure that the dirt's straight

Leave my kids just enough 'cause I'll fail them the worst way

If I raised some rich spoiled white girls in the first place, yeah

Leave a legacy, one worth rememberin'

In my robe, lookin' out on Rome, on the Mezzanine, like

Why creators are the last ones with some equity?

Put myself in a position to pass it to my people

And that's why I'm never settlin', more capital than Beverly

Before my grandma died, she saw me on Jeopardy

Still think PJs are too expensive

Still don't make music with people I ain't friends with

Still fuck the industry, and no, I don't mess with

People that my mama wouldn't want to have for breakfast

That's right, the suits, the streams, the snakes, the schemes, the steady

Pursuit of paper over truth and dreams

Loyal to my soil, never change the oil

Kept the motor runnin', kept my foot up on the gas and push to start the button

Everything I thought I always wanted, everything it wasn't

Never know that God is everything until you lose sight of Him, yeah

Never know that God is everything until you lose sight of Him

Said it's written on my face, I can't play it off

I got so much on my plate, I can't shake it off

But I'm built for this, I'm built for this

I been stayin' in my lane, keep my head down

I was losin' my faith, but I'm blessed now

God told me, "You built for this"

I know I'm built for this

You weren't supposed to die here

You were supposed to fly here

Look what you built off your imagination

Could've never imagined the places you would've been taken because your ideas

This is in your veins, like where the IV is

My mama's Dodge minivan became my own at sixteen

Before sixteen ever got you a phone

Maybe when I was thirteen, twelve, eleven, who knows?

But I was in the back of that motherfucker writin' my poems

On shrooms with the busted boombox

Thinkin' that this special brew and beater, I was Tupac, nah

If I could go back and give that motherfucker advice

I'd say it was already written, boy, keep livin' your life

Put everything you got into your truth

That instrument you carry around, that is a tool

The most precious one you'll ever have, there's no shortcuts in the craft

Because the craft is actually just a path to discover you

It can get you pussy, respect, money, fame

And they love to call it, "the game," but please do not get it confused

'Cause that's just the temptation that God is going to put in front of your face to see how bad you really want the jewel

And you don't run this shit, these are God's words

And when you catch the Holy Spirit, thank God first

Kill the ego, kill the need to keep on pleasin' people

Self-centeredness and self-will isn't how God works

We only here for a blink and it's gone

So, what you gonna do with the ink you use in your songs?

Regardless of your deal, or the label that you're on

When you die, the Universe already owns them all

That's God's will

It's all God's will

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