paroles de chanson Chip on My shoulder (freestyle) - Clientell

I got a chip on my shoulder
I got the world on my back
Young niggaz use to serving them packs
Play the club in the back with yakk
Now days gotta keep you a strap
We ain't going back and forth on the net
Shorty bad she be giving me neck
I fuck her the best she love me to death
Swear to God niggaz know that I'm cold
When I spit it they be loving the flow
Chasing money fell in love with the doe
Stick around cause I ain't ready to go
I stick around cause I ain't ready to leave
Still got a couple tricks up my sleeves
Plus I heard they was hating on me
Cause I'm chilling where they all wanna be
Clientell on the beat bring it back
Niggaz putting all that cap in they raps
Talking to the cops i never do that
I'm just seeing where your energy at
Say it loud for the ones in the back
Cause you know them the ones that be sleeping
While my niggaz on the beach for the weekend
Spending money for no muffucking reason
Cooking up someone past me the season
I'm a bring it if they ready or not
Shorty trying to give me head in the drop
Y'all seen me making plays in the spot
I'm getting money give a fuck if I'm hot
Understand to loose is not in the plans
Remember when we use to trap in them vans
We Did it all just to get to them bands
We Did it all just to get to them bands
We did it all just to take care the fam
We Did it all just to get to them bands
We Did it all just to get to them bands
My niggaz yo we use to trap in them vans
Aye man Rest In Peace to JD man

How could you want me to loose
How come niggaz tryna steal all the moves
How come niggaz tryna walk In my shoes
How come niggaz sleeping hitting the snooze
Bitch I'm solid never switching my side
Real nigga take a look in my eyes
My little nigga spin the block then they slide
And if I send them bitch somebody going to die
But really I ain't even that type of guy
I be chilling getting lit as a bitch
Laid up with a baddie she thick
Mean while you be all on my dick
But I'm tryna leave some room for your chick
Understand me and you not the same
I be speeding better stay out my lane
And i don't really give a fuck about fame
You speaking on me put respect on my name
See my lil nigga give em some game
Let em know that these streets ain't the same
Let em know it ain't all about gangs
You can still get it you ain't gotta slang
Keep it real with my people it's simple
Got you open I ain't talking bout windows
Cutting up I don't need me a gensue

Hit the studio and put in that work
It's therapeutic give a fuck if it work
My foundation I established it first
So i don't really need a deal or a verse

Hit the studio and put in that work
It's therapeutic give a first if it work
My foundation I established it first
So i don't really need a deal or a verse Yea