Chill Out Lyrics

Hey, wop

Lemme chill out

I'm finna bring a mill out

Chill! Don't ever try to grab up on my pocket

You tryna play your life like it's a game and you done lost it

Made it out of poverty, still drinking out the faucet

If you tryna make some money, don't be smoking on your profit

What's wrong with niggas? They keep messing up the bread

He's scared to be himself, he needs some help, he on the meds

Nowadays you can't trust, they all ratting to the feds

There ain't no one-on-ones, they rather bust at you instead

I could never trust a hoe, ILY don't take it seriously

Stay up out the way and get some cheddar, is you hearing me

Don't ever post your strap when you on snap, is you hearing me

Posted with the strap, he use that for security

HA, he back to yelling, I stay up out the way, I'm in my corner, I'm just chilling

So why these niggas hating? I feel I'm finna make it

This world is so weird, it's like we living in the Matrix

Ah, uh, let me chill out, gotta keep going

Run it up until a mill out, got so much to say

I'm in the stu, I'm finna spill out. For now we finna rock out

Came a long way, and you think I'm finna stop now

All the school fiends growing up, smoking pot now

I'ma college dropout, I see another vision, I'ma make it and it's jot down

Came a long way, and you think I'm finna stop now

Chill! Don't ever try to grab up on my pocket

You tryna play your life like it's a game and you done lost it

Made it out of poverty, still drinking out the faucet

If you tryna make some money, don't be smoking on your profit

What's wrong with niggas? They keep messing up the bread

He scared to be himself, he need some help, he on the meds

Nowadays you can't trust, they all ratting to the feds

There ain't no one-on-ones, they rather bust at you instead

Ooh, ooh, ooh, ah, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh

Living life so boring, I'm not knowing what to do

Steady smoking on the moon, my brain is probably fried

My mind is so stuck, my brain is paralyzed

Smoke the pain away, or stay sober, it's fairly odd

Feeling all that pain, come the stormy teary eyes

Antisocial, cause this world is terrifying

I just stay to myself, it ain't no point in worrying about me

Uh, Go JuJu nigga. Speaking on my name, that's so weird you fruit loop nigga

Niggas better chill, I'm on the way, I'm on the go, lil nigga

Shooting at the can, I'm like Kobe with the Fro, lil nigga

Chill! Don't ever try to grab up on my pocket

You tryna play your life like it's a game and you done lost it

Made it out of poverty, still drinking out the faucet

If you tryna make some money, don't be smoking on your profit

What's wrong with niggas? They keep messing up the bread

He scared to be himself, he need some help, he on the meds

Nowadays you can't trust, they all ratting to the feds

There ain't no one-on-ones, they rather bust out you instead

Aye, let me chill out