Chain
Sitting at my laptop asking questions
Like what's my hearts intentions?
How many words can I put in a verse to ensure that its got the hardest sentence?
Should I just quickly mention that I never had to skip detention?
If I never put that clip in a weapon would it be me that you show an interest in?
Or would you hate my dream
If I got friends would you hate my team
I'm like a virgin with HIV cause it don't make sense all this pain I breathe
So I keep calling a doctor
Might just pop
Never been popular
Sleep on the beat
Kid at the opera
Need an alarm like a cock or a roster
I meant to say rooster my cock was the wrong word it's the wrong use of
The word that describes why your girls lubed up and why when I leave the lube is all Used up
What
You think that can't match
10 mil bottle going down so fast
You use one mil every time that you bash and I used ten times that quick in a flash
If it takes you an hour to drink and get smashed and it takes me 6 mins to do bangers And mash with your girl in your flat no snooze no chat that's 10 quick fucks with your ***** in your gaff
What?
You think that's all chat
Girl just farted think that's all gas
Must've been trapped in the crack of her back and it just slipped out in the time she Relaxed
But
Now you're calling it crap
Must be the fart what I said is a fact
We did the deed and she shat on the matte
You think it's a lie bro go do the math's
I said go do the math's
Your bitch she was bad
I don't appreciate music
So I listen to trap
Hip hop is whack
My name is chad
I listen to people mumble
And pretend that it's rap
ya ya ya
Nah nah nah
How as it come this far far far
When I have kids if they play that shit then I'll chuck them out of the car oh lard
That was a joke bro I'm a comedian
And pure smoke is what I'm breathing in
I just choke and my face goes green but I just hope that weed ain't the reason
I think twice and believe that the weed is far from the problem the weeds what I need
Have another zoot start dreaming, believing
I went green
Cause I'm a chameleon
Life
I lay facts in a way that relaxes the brain but I'm trapped in a maze
Packs of the haze keep me tapped and insane
Wear stacks as a hat
Cash on my brain
Profit on my mind
Money making mindset
Winnings in my blood
And I'm never gonna digress
Why yes
I stress
This life
My test
Won't end now cause I'm not gonna die yet
I know I'm not gonna die
You think holding my wings means I'm not gonna fly
But I'm on my grind till the day that my life
Comes to a close and I float to the light
Jesus Christ
Hear my words
Read my mind
Know my hurt
Comes from inside I don't do no dirt but my soul is stained and I'm not gonna learn
How to be happy and How to be smart
How to be pleased if I don't own cars
And a house and a spouse and a life that's large
Getting it all from writing bars
Like what's my hearts intentions?
How many words can I put in a verse to ensure that its got the hardest sentence?
Should I just quickly mention that I never had to skip detention?
If I never put that clip in a weapon would it be me that you show an interest in?
Or would you hate my dream
If I got friends would you hate my team
I'm like a virgin with HIV cause it don't make sense all this pain I breathe
So I keep calling a doctor
Might just pop
Never been popular
Sleep on the beat
Kid at the opera
Need an alarm like a cock or a roster
I meant to say rooster my cock was the wrong word it's the wrong use of
The word that describes why your girls lubed up and why when I leave the lube is all Used up
What
You think that can't match
10 mil bottle going down so fast
You use one mil every time that you bash and I used ten times that quick in a flash
If it takes you an hour to drink and get smashed and it takes me 6 mins to do bangers And mash with your girl in your flat no snooze no chat that's 10 quick fucks with your ***** in your gaff
What?
You think that's all chat
Girl just farted think that's all gas
Must've been trapped in the crack of her back and it just slipped out in the time she Relaxed
But
Now you're calling it crap
Must be the fart what I said is a fact
We did the deed and she shat on the matte
You think it's a lie bro go do the math's
I said go do the math's
Your bitch she was bad
I don't appreciate music
So I listen to trap
Hip hop is whack
My name is chad
I listen to people mumble
And pretend that it's rap
ya ya ya
Nah nah nah
How as it come this far far far
When I have kids if they play that shit then I'll chuck them out of the car oh lard
That was a joke bro I'm a comedian
And pure smoke is what I'm breathing in
I just choke and my face goes green but I just hope that weed ain't the reason
I think twice and believe that the weed is far from the problem the weeds what I need
Have another zoot start dreaming, believing
I went green
Cause I'm a chameleon
Life
I lay facts in a way that relaxes the brain but I'm trapped in a maze
Packs of the haze keep me tapped and insane
Wear stacks as a hat
Cash on my brain
Profit on my mind
Money making mindset
Winnings in my blood
And I'm never gonna digress
Why yes
I stress
This life
My test
Won't end now cause I'm not gonna die yet
I know I'm not gonna die
You think holding my wings means I'm not gonna fly
But I'm on my grind till the day that my life
Comes to a close and I float to the light
Jesus Christ
Hear my words
Read my mind
Know my hurt
Comes from inside I don't do no dirt but my soul is stained and I'm not gonna learn
How to be happy and How to be smart
How to be pleased if I don't own cars
And a house and a spouse and a life that's large
Getting it all from writing bars
Credits
Writer(s): Ben Gross
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