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If there is any mistakes let me know! :) Standard Tuning Intro: G Bm Em C (repeat if you want) [Chorus] G Bm This one's for you and me, living out our dreams Em C We're all right where we should be G Bm With my arms out wide I open my eyes Em C And now all I wanna see G Bm Is a sky full of lighters Em C A sky full of lighters [Verse 1] G By the time you hear this I will have already spiralled up Bm I would never do nothing to let you cowards fuck my world up Em If I was you, I would duck, or get struck like lightening, C Fighters keep fighting, put your lighters up, point em' skyward uh G Had a dream I was king, I woke up, still king... Bm This rap game's nipple is mine for the milking, Em Till nobody else even fucking feels me, till' it kills me C I swear to god I'll be the fucking illest in this music G There is or there ever will be, disagree? Bm Feel free, but from now on I'm refusing to ever give up Em The only thing I ever gave up's using no more excuses C Excuse me if my head is too big for this building G And pardon me if I'm a cocky prick but you cocks are slick Bm Poppin shit on how you flipped ya life around, crock-o-shit Em Who you dicks try to kid, flipped dick, you did the opposite C You stayed the same, cause cock backwards is still cock you pricks G I love it when I tell em shove it Bm Cause it wasn't that long ago when Marshall sat, flustered, lack lustered Em Cause he couldn't cut mustard, muster up nothing C Brain fuzzy, cause he's buzzin', woke up from that buzz G Now you wonder why he does it, how he does it Bm Wasn't cause he had buzzards circlin' around his head Em Waiting for him to drop dead, was it? C Or was it, cause them bitches wrote him off G Little hussy ass, scuzzes, fuck it, guess it doesn't matter now, does it Bm What difference it make? Em What it take to get it through your thick skulls C That this ain't some bullshit G People don't usually come back this way Bm From a place that was dark as I was in Em Just to get to this place C Now let these words be like a switch blade to a haters rib cage Bm And let it be known from this day forward Em I wanna just say thanks cause your hate is what gave me the strength C So let em bic's raise cause I came with 5'9′ but I feel like I'm 6'8″ [Chorus] G Bm This one's for you and me, living out our dreams Em C We're all right where we should be G Bm With my arms out wide I open my eyes Em C And now all I wanna see G Bm Is a sky full of lighters Em C A sky full of lighters [Verse 2] G By the time you hear this I'll probably already be outtie Bm I advance like going from toting iron to going and buying 4 or 5 of the Em homies the iron man Audi C My daddy told me slow down, boy, you goin to blow it G And I ain't gotta stop the beat a minute Bm To tell Shady I love him the same way that he did Dr Dre on the Chronic Em Tell him how real he is or how high I am C Or how I would kill for him for him to know it G I cried plenty tears, my daddy got a bad back Bm So it's only right that I write till he can march right into that post office Em and tell em to hang it up C Now his career's Lebron's jersey in 20 years G I'll stop when I'm at the very top Bm You shitted on me on your way up Em It's 'bout to be a scary drop C Cause what goes up must come down G You going down on something you don't wanna see like a hairy box Bm Every hour, happy hour now Em Life is wacky now C Used to have to eat the cat to get the pussy G Now I'm just the cats meooww, ow Bm Classic cow, always down for the catch weight like Pacquiao Em Ya'll are doomed C I remember when T-Pain ain't wanna work with me G My car starts itself, parks itself and autotunes Bm Cause now I'm in the Aston Em I went from having my city locked up C To getting treated like Kwame Kilpatrick G And now I'm fantastic Bm Compared to a weed high Em And y'all niggas just gossipin' like bitches on a radio and TV C See me, we fly G Y'all buggin out like Wendy Williams staring at a bee-hive Bm And how real is that Em I remember signing my first deal and now I'm the second best I can deal with that C Now Bruno can show his ass, without the MTV awards gag [Bridge] C G Bm You and I know what it's like to be kicked down Em Forced to fight C G But tonight we're alright Bm So hold up your light Em Let it shine [Chorus] G Bm Cause this one's for you and me, living out our dreams Em C We're all right where we should be G Bm With my arms out wide I open my eyes Em C And now all I wanna see G Bm Is a sky full of lighters C Em A sky full of lighters Enjoy! :)