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chin up (outro) - injury reserve lyrics

[intro: ritchie with a t]
chin up
put your head up
get your chest out
get your bread up
chin up
put your head up
get your chest out
get your bread up (boom, boom)
yo, chin up (boom, boom)
put your head up (boom, boom)
get your chest out (boom, boom)
get your bread up (boom, boom)
yo, chin up (boom, boom)
put your head up (boom, boom)
get your chest out (boom, boom)
get your bread up (boom, boom)

[verse 1: ritchie with a t]
yo, first and foremost we gon’ be good my n-gg-
sh-t, try and stop me, i wish you would my n-gg-
sh-t, s on my chest, i gotta rescue a check
get with this sh-t or get left, i think you should my n-gg- (yeah)
i said we’re sitting on a pot of gold, you kinda bold
you more like pippen in a minor role
regardless, keep your chin up and your chest out
take it day by day, get your bread, figure the rest out

[verse 2: stepa j. groggs]
i remember way back when, when we were h-lla stressed out
now i’ve got my feet up and my legs are stretched out
and we got a pool and a crib that’s h-lla decked out
the game’s getting spoiled, we’re the one’s that you done left out

[verse 3: ritchie with a t]
ever since i was a youngin’, i was fitted when i stepped out
toothbrush soaked in water, strawberries looking fresh now
now groggsy got a daughter, uncle nate is feeling blessed now
shout out to this rap sh-t, got my chin up and my chest out

[verse 4: stepa j. groggs]
smoking too much, got my chest looking caved in
looking in the mirror like n-body could save him
started popping off and had nothing to say then
if you don’t like it, get the f-ck up out my way then

[verse 5: ritchie with a t]
you gotta get up, get out or get something, be a brave man
hooping at the park, sh-t recording in the bas-m-nt
on youtube watch tutorials, wondering how to make it
sh-t we all dreamers, my n-gg- you gotta chase it

[verse 6: stepa j. groggs]
the game was looking ugly, we just gave it a facelift
success right in front of my face and i could taste it
posted in the dungeon fam, voice worth a hundred grand
still just a simple man, chilling in some dirty vans

[verse 7: ritchie with a t]
i been had these when i first had recorded at my friend’s crib
mason p-ssed a .44, man you on some lame sh-t
that’s just how we thought back then, now we on some fame sh-t
and they think they know me cause they knowing my last name sh-t

[verse 8: stepa j. groggs]
we came a long -ss way from the dentist’s office
started getting love and labels making us offers
got the city mad, they don’t wanna see us prosper
the three of us are better than, their entire roster

[verse 9: ritchie with a t]
you gotta, take that sh-t, you can’t just trust a process
ain’t no taking handouts, ain’t no f-cking promises
ain’t no wrong way about it when it comes to making profit
you gotta do you bruh, ain’t nothing gon’ stop sh-t

[verse 10: stepa j. groggs]
it’s like a celebration everytime that we drop sh-t
after floss they were like, “how they gonna top it?”
leave em wanting more, they eat it up when we drop it
you ain’t gotta like us but the hustle, you can’t knock it

[verse 11: ritchie with a t]
you ain’t gotta, ask around to know that we been popping
you can hear the influence, you know that they jocking
n-body can take away the hours that we clocked in
my n-gg-s we made it, thank you all for copping

- injury reserve lyrics

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