[C]Growing up I used to [Am]wanna be my Uncle Wayne
[F]Until I saw his [E7]body layin' in the grave (Rest in peace)
[C]Growing up I [Am]used to want a Jeep Wrangler (Haha)
[F]..Un[E7]til I got to drive a Range
[C]Growing up I used to [Am]have a lot of friends (Fuck 'em all)
[F]Un[E7]til I saw the money change 'em
[C]Growing up I [Am]used to want a lot of hoes
[F]Un[E7]til I met Ben Franklin (Haha)
[C]I'm writin' this [Am]from a place that you ain't heard about
[F]That you could only [E7]comment through the word of mouth (That's real)
[C]Growing up, I [Am]used to tell my ma, "I'll work it out"
[F]I worked it out but now [E7]still somehow shit ain't working out (Real shit)
[C]Growing up, I [Am]watched my favorite rappers interviews
[F]I ain't believe 'em when they [E7]said, "It ain't all what it seems"
[C]But now I'm here, [Am]realized they were tellin' truth
[F]'Cause you sacrificed your[E7]self for everybody's needs, by any means
[C]I'm married to the [Am]game for this diamond ring
[F]And I spend more time with her than [E7]anybody else it seems
[C]Court side with my bitch, [Am]we can't see the nosebleeds
[F]Afterparty, Bootsy Bellows, [E7]hoes make they nose bleed
[C]Always stressin' 'bout my brother, [Am]I know this shit hard on him
[F]Always stressin' 'bout my momma [E7]but I know that God got her
[C]I'm stressin' out more now [Am]than what I did at rock bottom
[F]And I'm blowin' more clouds, [E7]hopin' that'll help stop it
[C]It's all smoke and mirrors with these [Am]bitches
[F]It's all smoke and [E7]mirrors with 'em all (For real, haha)
[C]Promised the world and [Am]delivered me a atlas
[F]But I guess that's [E7]how it goes
[C]Ooh[Am], I don't [F]know why I can't be[C]lieve it ([Am]Oh, yeah)
[F]Oh, nothin' ever as it [C]seems at [Am]all ([F]Ooh)
I thought my nightmares were my [C]dreams (Ooh, I[Am] don't believe)
This [F]ain't what it seems now, no