Chip - Letter To London lyrics
[Chip - Letter To London lyrics]
It's do or die i'm screaming do
Sometimes I lie to women, but I am the truth
Tell money count me in, haters count me out
If I ain't top 5 you're
Either dumb or can't count
A blind man could see I'm on some neck shit
See that deal he just signed I rejected
Defensive, be offended
I'm just such a trendsetter
Plus I think a little bigger
Hence I do a little better
I get cake like it's my birthday
Cheating on my vocab
That's what you call wordplay
To move Stateside, mmm
Yeah I'll take a hundred
I'll come back, make a hundred
I'm just keeping it one hundred
You're too busy calculating what my flaws is
If money makes the world go round
You niggas paused it
Critically criticized you couldn't do better
Call me big headed, but I fit this new era
Real G's respect my hustle
Let's keep it real G
If you ain't happy for me
Now you never will be
Now you've heard my mistakes don't
Make the same ones twice
The best advice that I can give
Is don't take advice
Cause they will steer you wrong
To interrupt your drive
Put a spanner in your works
Before you reach your prime
Everyone that ever shot me down for
Not making grime is now
Not making grime, I'm just ahead of my time
But, I still got the flow, grounded
Fly as fuck, but still grounded
Can't stuck to one genre
Switch styles like outfit's
Bad luck like 3 sixes
Pussy nigga your locked up
Penthouse suit, your girl, sex in the air
We fucked up sativa for my bretha
Swish a roll of that reefa
Them boy there don't fuck with us
We don't fuck with them either
Grand Hustle my team strong, my team's on
What's your team on? Cash motto- two words
Cruel start and I'll move first
Move first, step in the way get moved first
Diss me, no treatment
Directors will shoot first
Shoot first, Hustle Gang we on one
Fuck you, sprinting quick
I can't see you in the long run
I'm on Ciroc! I'm on tequila
I'm so UK, Call me Ribena
Pack my bags and hit the A
Yeah I put my heart in
If I don't crack the states fly
Me home in a casket!
Sometimes I lie to women, but I am the truth
Tell money count me in, haters count me out
If I ain't top 5 you're
Either dumb or can't count
A blind man could see I'm on some neck shit
See that deal he just signed I rejected
Defensive, be offended
I'm just such a trendsetter
Plus I think a little bigger
Hence I do a little better
I get cake like it's my birthday
Cheating on my vocab
That's what you call wordplay
To move Stateside, mmm
Yeah I'll take a hundred
I'll come back, make a hundred
I'm just keeping it one hundred
You're too busy calculating what my flaws is
If money makes the world go round
You niggas paused it
Critically criticized you couldn't do better
Call me big headed, but I fit this new era
Real G's respect my hustle
Let's keep it real G
If you ain't happy for me
Now you never will be
Now you've heard my mistakes don't
Make the same ones twice
The best advice that I can give
Is don't take advice
Cause they will steer you wrong
To interrupt your drive
Put a spanner in your works
Before you reach your prime
Everyone that ever shot me down for
Not making grime is now
Not making grime, I'm just ahead of my time
But, I still got the flow, grounded
Fly as fuck, but still grounded
Can't stuck to one genre
Switch styles like outfit's
Bad luck like 3 sixes
Pussy nigga your locked up
Penthouse suit, your girl, sex in the air
We fucked up sativa for my bretha
Swish a roll of that reefa
Them boy there don't fuck with us
We don't fuck with them either
Grand Hustle my team strong, my team's on
What's your team on? Cash motto- two words
Cruel start and I'll move first
Move first, step in the way get moved first
Diss me, no treatment
Directors will shoot first
Shoot first, Hustle Gang we on one
Fuck you, sprinting quick
I can't see you in the long run
I'm on Ciroc! I'm on tequila
I'm so UK, Call me Ribena
Pack my bags and hit the A
Yeah I put my heart in
If I don't crack the states fly
Me home in a casket!