Chucks

[Intro]

You're within your right to be wrong

It's only my opinion, no one has to agree

But if I'm wrong, who has a greater right to be?

[Hook: Blu]

'Cause I hit em with a whoa-

Lace my chucks up

'Cause I hit em with a whoa-

Lace my chucks

'Cause I hit em with a whoa-

Lace my chucks up

'Cause I hit em with a whoa-

Threw on my white socks with my all blue chucks

[Verse 1: Blu]

Laced my chucks up, bust in the building holdin' my gun up

Giannis in my pockets, yo, I'm tryna get my bucks up

Tough luck, growing up, times was rough

And hardships can leave your foresight blind as fuck

And I ain't gotta ask about yours, mine's enough

To remind me of the grimy stuff

Yo, I'd been stuck hustlin' if it wasn't for Hip-Hop

And f— the s— you're uttering, I rap more than gift shops

If you tryna get props, my advice is get your own style

Don't be coming out sounding likе someone that's played out