don't get chipped
vince staples
i'm finna buy a whole crate of guns
shit i really came from the slums
used to make 'em give it up
i'ma take somebody's soul
he gone give me what he own
now i'm getting what i'm owed
you might see me at a show
swear i bring the realest out
everybody know me who's somebody to know
watch me mind my business while i'm counting my dough
stay away from snitches who would clown me before
on the road to riches they gone step on your toes
sammy told me that a change gone come
i'm not going if my gang won't come
if you see me pull that thang don't run
i ain't on that medication
it's only money that i'm chasing
my hustle like a mental patient
let me run my demonstration
everybody say it's lonely at the top
i want my homies at the top
my little homie he got shot
and now i'm moving my lonely with the.40 in the mop
finna pull up early morning and somebody getting dropped
i throw a party on your block
hundred thousand dollar car
started yelling out regrets
if i peel then somebody going missing
granny told me they just wanted me down
i'm the nigga that they wanna be now
who done did it like i did it from the hometown
i ain't on that medication
it's only money that i'm chasing
my hustle like a mental patient
let me run my demonstration