[Verse]
Ok I spruced up, used to clean my boots with a toothbrush
Flash-forward coming out clean going through mud
Christmas wasn't that lit as yout cuz
Still got the gift of the gab, how are you blud?
They know me I'll risk it for more than a biscuit
Love Grime, love Rap, Pop I just pimped it
Look at what they making now? Don't pop me for the pop me
I got a mic and some WIFI and nobody can stop me
Mmm, you feeling froggy don't leap here
Niggas thought they left me behind, this the leap year
Visionary, see clear
I pray for these years
Niggas hear more in silence, I don't speak bare
Came through in the era where you had to be yourself
It wasn't alright to touch mic and sound like someone else
So, sorry if I liked him before I heard you
And you just bit a mans style, I ain't tryna hear you
You could be new school or old school or didn't go school
Don't know what they told you but Chippy's no fool
And no woman gets time like my vocals
You tryna snuggle with your bae, I sleep next to Pro Tools
And voodoo ain't working on me, that's on God
New levels, new devils, new doors, new knobs
Ain't no fortune tellers or reading palms
Reassurance of my path, I just read two Psalms
Zoot after zoot keep me numb when the pain hits
High feeling low but my life's been amazing
Came to do music, never came to be famous
Big Brother offered just under a mill, I didn't take it
That's no offence to anybody who did
Go ask any spitter in England "Like who's Chip?"
Don't care about the industry it done me ruthless
Have me dishing out community payback like Whoo Kid
Who's in? Who's out? Who's strapping? Who's snapping?
Who's shooting? Who's rapping? Who's lying? Who's gassing?
I've been farda with the pen, look I could son them all
If I believed everybody I'd be gullible
Angels on my side, I ain't tryna get touched
Flipped it on its head, look I got haters showing love
Was a team rocking chains, paw's shining again
I know niggas who ain't happy for me I don't give fuck I'm
Burning pictures, I ain't tryna keep the memories
There's no developing when focusing on negatives
Young boy grown up now, so I what I changed then?
I could strap a whole album about fake friends
Rhyme after rhyme, yeah I'm nice on the beat still
When I when I'm in room I listen more than I speak still
Sign what for 100 bags? That's a cheap deal
You was bubbling and now you're flat boy keep still
Said when I was younger I'd be colder when I'm older
I'm zoned I'm a stoner, cold blooded I'm a revolver
Not a nigga she can cry on, get d and not a shoulder
Tryna drink some more water, mad ting I'm never sober
I don't wanna skip dude, just suttin' I can skits to
Told my engineer we gotta go and get his kid soon
Or maybe give it time, that's a good plan
But Bells when you hear this know your daddy was a good man
I hope your Mumzy hears this, I hope she's listening
Cause there's more to life than just bickering
Sam that's my brother, held me down through all the mix up
Bells listen you got a uncle called Chipmunk
And my life behind the scenes gets challenging
Done these nigga nuttin', they just mad I'm still talented
Battling, I was trying write my way to happiness
I bounced back exactly how I imagined it
Yeah, just tryna to touch you with the pen
Guns are bussin' where I grew up, need my brothers off the ends
Tryna top on these bars one to one, gimme credit
Need a house with no neighbours, I ain't stopping till I get it
It's man like trust me, I'm not a little boy now
Neighbours friends wanna buy my pad to keep the noise down
And they talking cash too, cool I like pinkies
If I shot that quickly, one flip, one fifty
What the fuck? Shit miss me
Told T I'm going ghost on these niggas, beg you hit my yard to trim me
Dying over bullshit that can't be my destiny
In Haringey it's grimy, summers looking eski
Times I ain't know where I was going fam
Praying now it's going good, I prayed when it was going bad
Swervin' into my lane , 'llow it where you going man?
I know where I'm coming from and know where I'm going fam
It's Chippy
