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Chip

Genres: Hip-Hop

Feeling Myself Lyrics - Chip

[Verse 1: Chip] 

Look, straight bars, no messing around 

But picture me in the booth 2-stepping around 

Shit, it's nearly 10 years I've been holding it down 

You couldn't fuck with me then, you can't fuck with me now 

I told God I wanna quit, my nigga wouldn't let me 

16, my freestyles are legendary 

They be like "Yo Chip, where's Ice Kid?" 

I'm like "Blud, do I look like his secretary?" 

Head top bars, no frisky flows 

Chipmunk from the school of Risky Roadz 

And your ballerina raps can't test the flow 

With your ankles out, stay on your toes 

I don't know how it feels to queue to rave 

I've been popping since drinking underage 

Me, I've got like 13 mixtapes, 2 albums, an EP 

And I still got more to say 

I've got bars for days, now who wants a page? 

I can feel the eyes, yeah, they're all on me 

For all the bad minds preeing, I got Lord's on me 

So if you pull out your gun, it might strawberry (jam) 

Positive energy, I'm throwing up a peace 

But right now I'm in beef with this beat 

So one time for New Machine but 

I'ma punch it up to say the least 

Like I was at Drake's show like, look at all these Drake hoes 

Rap really has a payroll 

25 sitting on 25 Ms? 

25th's around the corner, where the fuck is my pen? 

Still telling every gyal "you are not my wifey" 

Feeling myself, you ain't gotta like me 

No hook, just verses on the beat 

Make her drink off the flow, KA's still sweet, nigga, yeah 

[Break: New Machine] 

Yeah, you know I'm feeling myself 

[Verse 2: Kano] 

Huh, hit me 

I'm feeling myself, I might strip me 

Fuck it, done with the intro, let me indulge 

If we're all stars then what's Ringo? 

There's levels to this shit, no kettle on your wrist 

Could get you on the list of legendary Brits 

When you're buried under 6, what you think though? 

Prince made Purple Rain, you made Vimto (watered) 

Brushing my shoulders, no lint roll 

It's nothing, switch up the flow and so seamless 

We work harder than Hulk Hogan's seamstress 

The three amigos, [?] finito 

I ain't doing this shit to be T-To 

B, I ain't featuring man to get me ghost 

I've been getting fully paid to feed Rico (treason) 

In our plate of the people, you're peak though (eating) 

You'll see man on Barking Road chilling (true) 

I'm from round here, so who's slipping? (you) 

Chick on the red, still I'm cripping (Snoop) 

I ain't got two chains but I'm different 

Yankees on a flossing ting 

My man take your confidence for cockiness 

Cause these niggas don't scrap, that's rocky shit 

Red dot on your chest, no poppy shit 

I stay anonymous rolling with the commoners 

Two pints of lager and some pomme frites 

But every now and then, I pop a couple Bollingers 

Act up in the week, weekend's the omnibus 

Then watch Bartholomew's 

Chip call me uncle 

Something like Reg and his nephew, we'll trunk you 

Leave man dizzy when we spin you like [?], kick it like kung fu 

Snare better back that shit 

Cause when Wretch grabs this 

It's a rassclart madness 

[Break: New Machine] 

Yeah, you know I'm feeling myself 

[Verse 3: Wretch 32] 

Mum told me "fuck the game, give me some grandkids" 

Told her that I'm match fit, already on a hat trick 

Nearly, I dropped the ball about one time 

And it's not my fault that the lady didn't catch it 

Scary like the movie, but nothing like a movie 

Cuh this nigga don't die, no one doesn't wanna shoot me 

I've been rolling with my boys through my hood without my hoodie 

And they're saying I [?] 

Me and Kane go back from when I was selling goodies 

Me and Chip go back from when I was robbing bookies 

I bet you wouldn't bet that 

Ain't never hide problems when we really got the cookie 

Two shots for my niggas in the pen 

Because of my pen, I can buy my niggas shots 

I can buy food for everyone in my circle 

But how we ever gonna think out the box? 

I remember when me and Z got raided 

Had the same look on his face when I got famous 

Oh, happy days playing 2Pac - Changes 

In my boxed room, now the Porsche all spacious 

Uh, rolling around with new Roleys on 

On an island getting my Stony on 

Uh, didn't sleep, getting my lonely on 

I done transformed from MC to Wretchatron 

I'm a beast with it 

I'm Great Britain off the leash with it 

Or Great Britain in my piece, init 

If you're gonna do the rap, get the meat with it 

Yeah, I say nice to meet ya when I leave ya 

Cause I wanna go, she want a Visa 

See, I'm [?] speaker 

Me, Chip and K, this is ether 

[Break: New Machine] 

Yeah, you know I'm feeling myself 

[Outro: Wretch 32] 

How much we sold between us again? 

 

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