My should go another chip
Yeah, yeah
Verse 1:
How else can I say it I think the feelings faded
I wouldn't go so far as hate it maybe that's debated
I Illustrated pages containing ways for my exit
Still complain on my section, vexing 'less you're ambidextrous
Cause half the fans abandon the man, unless I'm rappin speedy...
The rest of em gone like a pendulum 'til I be bringing the singing like tweety
And I done did like every genre swearing someone crying
I could drop a clean album ain't even fucking trying
So fuck it Ima move to Dallas and purchase a palace
Trade in these raps and talents for the hats measured in gallons
I can handle all the work I'm versed in being callused
I'm just bridging balance between rap and being Alex
It's kinda getting old
I said it a minute ago
From everything I know
Believe me I'm needing to leave it alone
It isn't up to me, my vision rocks a different boulder
It isn't over, listen to the chip up on my shoulder. Yeah
Hook:
I been waiting longer for my way up
Had to go and give myself a pay cut
Carry too much weight, itll make you trip
No no no, my shoulder got another chip
And No I ain't tryna go out
You it putting too stress on me slow down
You wanna give it in when you take a hit
No no no, my shoulder got another chip
Verse 2:
I don't care
Im ready to go
We knead the better dough to rise and ride we ready to roll
'Time to grind' from all the insta mimes, it never slows
Why don't they show the road to grow instead of the prize they don't even own, ugh
Too many fakers making names and never suffer pain
Another stain that make me hate this motherfuckin age
Tricking kids into quitting too quick when nothing came
They fucking up the game I'm hoping they go up in flames
I know thats borderline hater shit but I'm far from it
I represent percents of gents that got a large stomach
Safe to say I'm frustrated and that's an understatement
They sing you song and string you along y'all really are puppets
God dammit y'all standing there life is coming at you
I wait for you to make ya moves ya do it like a statue
I went from ripper to spitter and now I'm back to bitter
It isn't even need or want, now I fucking have to, yeah
Hook:
I been waiting longer for my way up
Had to go and give myself a pay cut
Carry too much weight, itll make you trip
No no no, my shoulder got another chip
And No I ain't tryna go out
You it putting too stress on me slow down
You wanna give it in when you take a hit
No no no, my shoulder got another chip
Verse 3:
Life will never be fair untill you prepare
And even then you'll be scared of facing despair
So why you up at night, doing nothing fucking right
And see another nice ride and think that must be nice
Yo fuck that mentality's just a common fallacy
It's all the same the way they keep ya dreaming out of reach
They in a mental hole, little dome, Eskimo
Upset they cannot get the dough and never set a goal
You have like no idea how many I've had to deal with
There is no madder feelin but I'm glad I had to feel it
They got me back up healing and faster to mass appealin
I cannot quit the craft cause they'll be laughing chatting squealin
Oh I forgot this my single shot like a harpoon
But half the rapper in me laugh like this a cartoon
I guess I have to stay, no way that I'll depart soon
I'll be back up on my cocky shit for Chip part two, boom
Hook:
I been waiting longer for my way up
Had to go and give myself a pay cut
Carry too much weight, itll make you trip
No no no, my shoulder got another chip
And No I ain't tryna go out
You it putting too stress on me slow down
You wanna give it in when you take a hit
No no no, my shoulder got another chip
