Transition Lyrics - Transition - Chipmunk

Yeah, yeah 

What's he gonna say? 

You wanna be like me, son, get a change of plan 

I don't hardly see my dawgs, get a hand, pick ma fam' 

Confused, feeling used, trying to rearrange plans 

As I've got a Rolex but no time on my hands 

Made a transition from a brain into a man 

Step one, never mix ya business or fam' 

Haters say I changed but I quite disagree 

'Cause the figures damn skippy, ain't the same in the bank 

And I just wanna say thanks to those trying to pull me down 

I was born to be fly, I don't like the ground 

So don't tell me stay grounded I'm good in my town 

And when I was blue you just ran around 

I shouldn't know stress at my age 

Money came around me then everybody changed 

Fools say they know me from day dawgs 

Stop trying to call me by my government name 

'Cry, it's all Chipmunk now 

You can blow after, it's Chipmunk now 

It's Chipmunks' time, Chipmunk's in his prime 

And only Chipmunk can take Chipmunks' shine 

I made a transition, I made a transition 

You can say I made a transition 

I'm feeling like I found myself but lost my mind 

They wanna take my life, I take my time 

I am hair and flesh but lost my life 

My privacy went up in the sky when I signed I 

With this six figures then I grin teeth 

Airing all the tag alongs like bring me 

I never breaded no one when I was working 

So hate me if you want but don't say I don't deserve it 

Understand the position I played then 

Understand the transition I made then 

Go and picture me back in the days then 

Look at me now and get mad 

They just wanna get fly up and down, jet lagged 

Now everybody step back 

I'm on the next thing, it's not a bless thing 

They're number 2, I'm on some next shit 

First place that's the first base 

Suicide that's the worst case 

That's when you're whole lifetime 

Just trying to get your dough up 

And then you blow up, and blow up 

No escalators, stairs and I'm still trying to step up 

But I think it's trying to handle the pressure 

I can't let the game slip away 

When the UK routes for my name, Shame 

It's all Mr. Munk now 

You can blow after, it's Mr. Munk now 

It's Mr. Munk Time, Mr. Munk's in his prime 

And only Mr. Munk can take Mr. Munks' shine 

I made a transition, I made a transition 

You can say I made a transition 

Being successful as a gift and a curse 

Being paid or being broke I know what's worse 

And people at the bottom say that you forgot you're roots but 

That's always the case when you rise from the dirt 

And preparation is the key to elevation 

But them man are too busy hating debating 

If I sound better on some grime shit 

Half of them don't even know what grime is, it's timing 

Even though I blew quicker than your average 

I came through slicker than your average 

'Cause yeah, I'm not your average spitter 

Any tempo or instrumental 

The flows mental, straightjacket worthy 

Conspiracy, they put in to merc me 

If I'm not fire how could you burn me? 

Insulting how could you out me 

I'm so true how could you doubt me? 

Allow me 

'Cry, it's all me now 

You can blow after, it's all me now 

It's all me time, it's all me in my prime 

And only I can take my shine 

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah 

You can say I made a transition 

Ha, ha, ha, eh 

Here we go 

Ch-change, ch-change 

Change, change, change, change 

Change, change, change