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