When the Chips Are Down
Down,
The paint is peeling
Now
When the chips are down
Down
You gotta lose all feeling
Now
Your head goes round n' round
They hate me cause I changed
I hate they stayed the same
That's called growth
Most'll never break up out them chains
It's a mindset, and I'm a go getter
I don't argue with fools because I know better
They love my pain
It's such a shame
I don't complain though
I rearrange and change my aim
I never chase hoes
I mean, I did when I was a young but I flipped the page
Used to rock my heart on my sleeve
I had to switch the stage
When you're on they'll try to break you
Hate you cause you made it and forget they tried to play you
Man, it's funny how life never changes
You gotta be observant how they act through the stages
Down,
The paint is peeling
Now,
When the chips are down
Down,
You gotta lose all feeling
Now,
Your head goes round n' round
I don't trust these bros
I don't trust these hoes
I don't love no ex
I just love my O's
I'm standing on my toes through the bullshit
Scottie Pippen, Mike, I won't take Larsa to the pulpit
Bitches funny cause they never feel the same
All they know is YouTube, taking pictures, and complain
They know what's in your phone but they don't know what's on your brain
They know they want some more
But they don't know about the pain
Damn
You gotta marry her fam I didn't know that
If I would've known I would've made her ass a throwback
Bitch you said you was my ride or die
You hardly tried
Now you're just getting fucked wondering why so
Down
The paint is peeling
Now
When the chips are down
Down
You gotta lose all feeling
Now
Your head goes round n' round
Everything happens for a reason
That's all I know
When you pray you better believe him
Not on the low
You wanna be another could have, would have
Honestly the truth is I ain't treat em like I should have
I messed up, I make mistakes, can you blame me?
I adapt, of course I'll never stay the same me
While all these other rappers wanna make it lit again
Im thinking up different ways to make it as an immigrant
Mexican born, Denver raised, that's me
Nonchalantly confident, direct, that's me
You go ahead and worry bout the rest
I'm gonna get my own
When the chips are down, I use the bullshit as a stepping stone
Down,
The paint is peeling
Now
When the chips are down
Down
You gotta lose all feeling
Now
Your head goes round n' round
The paint is peeling
Now
When the chips are down
Down
You gotta lose all feeling
Now
Your head goes round n' round
They hate me cause I changed
I hate they stayed the same
That's called growth
Most'll never break up out them chains
It's a mindset, and I'm a go getter
I don't argue with fools because I know better
They love my pain
It's such a shame
I don't complain though
I rearrange and change my aim
I never chase hoes
I mean, I did when I was a young but I flipped the page
Used to rock my heart on my sleeve
I had to switch the stage
When you're on they'll try to break you
Hate you cause you made it and forget they tried to play you
Man, it's funny how life never changes
You gotta be observant how they act through the stages
Down,
The paint is peeling
Now,
When the chips are down
Down,
You gotta lose all feeling
Now,
Your head goes round n' round
I don't trust these bros
I don't trust these hoes
I don't love no ex
I just love my O's
I'm standing on my toes through the bullshit
Scottie Pippen, Mike, I won't take Larsa to the pulpit
Bitches funny cause they never feel the same
All they know is YouTube, taking pictures, and complain
They know what's in your phone but they don't know what's on your brain
They know they want some more
But they don't know about the pain
Damn
You gotta marry her fam I didn't know that
If I would've known I would've made her ass a throwback
Bitch you said you was my ride or die
You hardly tried
Now you're just getting fucked wondering why so
Down
The paint is peeling
Now
When the chips are down
Down
You gotta lose all feeling
Now
Your head goes round n' round
Everything happens for a reason
That's all I know
When you pray you better believe him
Not on the low
You wanna be another could have, would have
Honestly the truth is I ain't treat em like I should have
I messed up, I make mistakes, can you blame me?
I adapt, of course I'll never stay the same me
While all these other rappers wanna make it lit again
Im thinking up different ways to make it as an immigrant
Mexican born, Denver raised, that's me
Nonchalantly confident, direct, that's me
You go ahead and worry bout the rest
I'm gonna get my own
When the chips are down, I use the bullshit as a stepping stone
Down,
The paint is peeling
Now
When the chips are down
Down
You gotta lose all feeling
Now
Your head goes round n' round
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Writer(s): Daniel Bonilla
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