Chip - Loop (The Outro) lyrics

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
Ermm 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 was alright to touch mic
And sound like someone else
So sorry if I liked him before I heard you
And you just bite a mans style
I ain't tryna hear you
You can old school or new
School or didn't go school
Don't know what they told you
But Chippy's no fool
And no women gets time like my vocals
You tryna snuggle with your bae
I sleep next to protools
And voodoo ain't working on me, thats on God
New levels, new devils, new door, new knobs
Ain't no fortune tellers or reading palms
Reassurance of my paths, just read two Psalms
Zoot after zoot when the pain hit's
How I'm I feeling but my
Life has been amazing
Came to do music, never came to be famous
Big Brother offer just under a mill
I didn't take it
Thats no offence to anybody who did
Go ask any spitter in
England "Like who's Chip?"
Don't care about the industry
And dumb ruthless
Have me dishing out community
Payback like Whoo Kid
Whos in? Who's out? Who's
Strappng? Who's snapping?
Who's shooting Who's rapping? Who's
Lying? Who's gassing?
I've been farda with the pen
Look I can son them all
If I believed everybody I'd be gullible
Angels on my side, I ain't tryna get touched
Flipped it on it's head
Look I got haters showing love
Was a team rocking chains
Paw shining in the game
I know niggas that ain't happy for
Me I don't give fuck burning pictures
I ain't tryna keep the memories
Theres no developing when
Focusing in negatives
Young boy grown up now
So I what i changed then?
I can strap a whole album about fake friends
Rhythm after rhythm
Yeah I'm nice on the beats still
When I when I'm in room I
Listen more than I speak still
Sign what for 100 bags? Thats a cheap deal
You was bubbling and now you're
Flat boy keep still
Said when I was younger I would
Be colder when I'm older
I'm zoned Im 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
Madting I'm never sober
I don't wanna skip dude
Just suttin' I gotta skit's to
Told my engineer we gotta go
And get his kid soon
Or maybe give it time, thats 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 theres more to life than just bickering
Sam thats my brother
Held me down through all the mix up
Bells listen you got a uncle called Chipmunk
And my life behind the scene gets challenging
Done these nigga nuttin'
They just mad I'm still talented
Battling, I was trying write
My way to happiness
I bounce back exactly how I imagined it
Yeah, just tryna to touch you with the pen
Guns are bussin' where I grow up
Need my brothers off the ends
Tryna top on these bars one to one
Gimme credit
Need the 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
I prayed when it was 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