MACKLEMORE FT. VIC DAGGS II - GOD'S WILL

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Written by: Ben Haggerty, Joshua Budo Karp, Daoud Anthony, Jacob Dutton, Tyler Dopps

Produced by: Budo, Daoud

Mixed By: Jon Castelli

Mastered By: Dale Becker

LYRICS:

Never turn my back on my birthplace

Leave it to my city making sure that the dirts 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 remembering

In my robe looking out on Rome on the mezzanine like

Why creators are the last one with some equity

Put myself in a position to pass it to my people

And that’s why I’m not settling, 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 running, 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 staying in my lane, keep my head down

I was losing 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 16

Before sixteen ever got you a phone

Maybe when I was 13, 12, 11, who knows

But I was in the back of that motherfucker writing my poems

On shrooms with the busted boombox

Thinking 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 living 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 pleasing people

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

We only here for a blink and it’s gone

So what you going to 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