Nina Chop

[Intro: Rihanna]
Man I can understand how it might be
Kinda hard to love a girl like me
I don't blame you much for wanting to be free
I just wanted you to know

[Verse 1: Kanye West + (Swizz Beatz)]
For all my Southside niggas that know me best
I feel like me and Taylor might still have sex
Why? I made that bitch famous (God damn)
I made that bitch famous
For all the girls that got dick from Kanye West
If you see 'em in the streets give 'em Kanye's best
Why? They mad they ain't famous (God damn)
They mad they're still nameless (Talk that talk, man)
Her man in the store tryna try his best
But he just can't seem to get Kanye fresh
But we still hood famous (God damn)
Yeah we still hood famous

[Hook: Rihanna]
I just wanted you to know
I loved you better than your own kin did
From the very start
I don't blame you much for wanting to be free
I just wanted you to know

[Verse 2: Chance The Rapper]
Midwest coast back nigga
And don't say nigga unless of course you black, nigga
Free country, they say that shit in Tennessee
Cause I got all their white daughters drinkin' Hennessy
I'ma go to Sal's with some niggas on the wall
I might go to I's, take some niggas off the wall
Got the key to the city, the streets on lock
Tryna take 'em to the top, they say Chano's so involved
I know, King Dolo, 3rd, even the group solo
It's been that way since my shirt had two Polos
We the kids they'll keep in the back
I'm in love with my city, bitch I sleep in my hat
I'm a free agent, go and do the math
Underdog of underground, Tubman with the path
They ask about the help and all I do is laugh
I say God my only boss, even Moses had a staff
You know

[Hook: Rihanna]
I just wanted you to know
I loved you better than your own kin did
From the very start
I don't blame you much for wanting to be free
I just wanted you to know

[Verse 3: JC Assassin]
For all my Toronto niggas that know my style
I feel like Donald Trump is just a fucking child
So alive, the West Side is still alive
Every time I rhyme, but now a nigga in the Chi
Put on some Matlock for the house cause they actin' dramatic
Even the actors in Matlock don't act that dramatic
Every picture on the wall, I'm Matlock cinematic
On the corner, a youngblood grab an automatic
Fire hazard if you play this on the street
I say to this little boy, what all of his concerns be
He wanted to be outside of his values, just free
Woke up and he in the mirror, because that boy is me
So you don't Nina Chop, I grab a nina and you stop
All 9 inches, my weapons, they make you drop
Who said that fame is painless
Aimless, man, I'd rather be famous...

[Bridge: Sister Nancy + Chance The Rapper]
Bam bam, bam bam
Bam bam dilla, bam bam
'ey what a bam bam
Children of Jih, Children of Jih
Bam bam dilla, bam bam
Bam bam eh
Bam bam, bam bam
Bam bam, bam bam
Bam bam dilla, bam bam
Children of Jih, put your hands up!
'ey what a bam bam
Ultralight beam...
Bam bam dilla, bam bam
Bam bam
Bam bam, bam bam
Bam bam dilla, bam bam
Children of Jih, take us
'ey what a bam bam
Bam bam dilla, bam bam
Bam bam, bam bam
Bam bam, bam bam
Everybody hands in the motherfucking air now!
Bam bam dilla, bam bam
'ey what a bam bam
Bam bam, bam bam
Bam bam dilla, bam bam

[Outro: Nina Simone]
I just wanted you to know
I loved you better than your own kin did
From the very start
I don't blame you much for wanting to be free
I just wanted you to know