Cola H. - Chip
Verse 1
I can feel my patience leaving
All I want is fair play but since when have the stakes been even?/
Maybe just a lil space I'm needing, grace over dinner the only time God and me been speaking/
Feeling a lil wild for the evening, thinking it's been a while since I cracked a little smile to be decent/
Lil bro told me to leave it
Cuz way too much is on the line for me to end up in a precinct/
Just wanna be happy, pappy, and feel a lil something told wifey during loving she can slap me/
Of course Ain't no need to go so soft, just make sure to take your rings off/
Public transit seems to sober me up
I got space issues with a temper and the odour is enough/
My worth top notch- got hotness like crock pots
And hold my balls even after the shot clock/
Hook
Ugh
Chip on my shoulder
Drift like a motor
Wanna get chips like I'm Oprah/ (x2)
Chip on my shoulder, ugh ugh (x2)
Chip on my shoulder
Drift like a motor
Wanna get chips like I'm Oprah/ (x2)
Verse 2
Stress been running me over
Got a big forehead with a vein that looks like a king cobra/
Cover the webcam, cuz I don't trust the feds, don't trust the corps, don't trust the man/
Living life sucking my account dry
No matter how much I stack, not satisfied/
Too pretty for the public, and dumb shit, last name Humphrey, means that I'm humping/
Raised fist to showing blackhand side
Living beyond the trap to see the black man thrive/
And I don't lust after nice things, but I like what I like and what I really really like is nice things/
So quit trying to play games- we ain't pals, real patient but i want the payments now/
Traveling- not staying around, skip town so i can cop dollars, yen, euros and pounds/
Hook