[Hook: Chief Chill]
No one man should have all this sour
I get blown
Then your boy writes for hours
See I want my Dream
So I keep it Charlie Sheen
Go to tell Lebron James winning isn't everything
[Verse 1: Chief Chill]
See I gotta win
I'm the child of destiny
I'm greater than any rapper
So all these bitches less than me
If you Think Wayne's the best
I'm forgiving all discrepancies
You know where to find me
Like the first name
On the attendance sheet
Here I am Right in your grill
Eyes on me Like I made a spill
Your now fuckin with the chief
So Say goodbye Mr. chill
I smoke the way I spit
So yea you could say
This shit is kill
I won't stop until I rape the game
And tell that bitch to stay still
My words give out visuals
And my mind is more than violent
This is the way you spit
To make That hate to turn to silence
This is the way you spit
To make an empire of your alliance
I'm telling you the future of rap
Call me mr Mayan
My name is Chief Chill
I now allow you to notice me
Shoutout to my rave girls
Cause niggas Cannot roll with me
Fuck being a rapper
This is music for my poetry
I dont want to be successful
I'm supposed to be
[Hook]
[Verse 2]
If you're not aiming to win
Then what's the point of even tryin
A legend within myself
Is the characteristic I'm defying
I used to be the only believer
Now fans are multiplying
I'm going major by myself
So the money is never dividin
Tracks on top of tracks
I continue to build my resume
I hit every shot I take
Now critics want me to fadeaway
But I dominate
So therefore I don't conversate
With pussy ass niggas
That love to hate
So all that's left is assassinate
Should I demonstrate
Or commemorate
For all my sins
Got my Cup full of gin
I got a Jello filled pool
For the hoes that shake like gelatin
Too bad your girls dont show skin
Cause you still mess with them Skeletons
And I swear when I get high
I move on up like The Jefferson's
You listenin?
Chief is takin over
28 to (the) zip
End of first quarter
The realest of the ill-est
When they ask me my disorder
Puttin out more lines to the street
Than baking soda
And When it comes to Chief Chill
Ain't a muthafuck colder
I do it for my tribe
My people blaze up to these beats
So They know there's
A reason to Keep the track on repeat
Like Waka I go hard
Better yet concrete
So when I say I'm a lyricist
Consider this to be discrete