niggas gotta chill - delaine the main lyrics
[intro]
yeah, yeah, yeah
it’s the main
alright
[chorus: charlie rose]
i mean for real, them n*gga’s gotta chill
i mean for real, them n*gga’s be ill
i mean for real, them n*gga’s gotta chill
i mean for real, them n*gga’s be ill
[verse 1: the main]
comin’ with the heat, no i never disappoint
making every shot and i’m getting every point
i’m giving you these bars to show you all my worth
and for what its worth: it’s the main, with the gang
here we go, here we go
comin’ in hot, comin’ with the heat
got smoke in lungs, man, i’m smoking up a tree
nah f*ck that, we boutta give thеm that real sh*t
that raw sh*t, the main sh*t
this that drake sh*t, no fakе sh*t
no i never disappoint
i don’t know why y’all be hating on my sh*t
that’s just it, like for real
y’all ni**a’s gotta chill, y’all so ill i’m so trill
that’s why i spill all my words on the page
got magic like a mage, got magic like i’m johnson
got magic in my johnson, got magic like i’m johnson
[chorus: charlie rose]
i mean for real, them n*gga’s gotta chill
i mean for real, them n*gga’s be ill
i mean for real, them n*gga’s gotta chill
i mean for real, them n*gga’s be ill
[verse 2: the main]
aye, i’m the one that’s where you’re from
they get it done, i’m k!lling them without a gun
take it in, you rake it in, like a leaf from a money tree
keep it goin’, keep it goin’, get the money, get the money
when it’s sunny, ’cause when them clouds come
(i can promise it’s depression)
that’s when you learn your lesson
thought you was cut out for this here profession
go be the best and all of that, nah f*ck all of that
no one call him back, yeah, no falling back
breaking down on stage, break it down the page
breaking down your age
like, like now, all you do is compare, compare, compare comparing yourself to the world
losing yourself to the world
losing yourself to your money, your fame, and your fans
you have bigger plans, you is in demand, they don’t give a (d*mn)
spend all your money on bullsh*t and drama
had zeros and zeros, and commas on commas
on commas, on commas, on commas, on commas
on commas, on
[chorus: charlie rose]
i mean for real, them n*gga’s gotta chill
i mean for real, them n*gga’s be ill
i mean for real, them n*gga’s gotta chill
i mean for real, them n*gga’s be ill
[verse 3]
i k!lled drizzy, i k!lled kenny, i k!lled biggie
i k!lled any motherf*cker who tries to mess with me
cause im a king, k!ll you with katana swing
the lsl is dead, i k!lled that lil’ twig
he wasn’t sh*t, but thats just it
i came to k!ll all you mother f*ckers, but, i just k!lled myself, yeah
i wasn’t good in my mental health
nah, nah, nah, nah
nah, f*ck that, we boutta give ‘em that real sh*t
that raw sh*t, that drake sh*t
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