Ground Up

Ground Up - Chinchilla lyrics

rate me

Yeah, say what?

This bitch, uh!

Don't make me lace my shoes up

I'm chilling in my zone

Music I fuck Medusa

Nigga, I'm so stoned, smoking strong, ice cream

My days are perfect calm

I make her feel alive, but I treat her dead wrong

Cause she on my side, she just heard a couple songs

But I won't know this if she's gone

Chorus:

Yeah, I'mma keep it realer,

From the days I rocked out basements

To the days I rock Chinchillas

From the days I rocked out basements

To the days I rock Chinchillas

From the days I rocked out basements

To the days I rock Chinchillas

From the days I rock our basements

To the days I rock Chinchillas, yeah

Ain't shit changein' but the figure of my money and my bitches

Ain't shit changein' but the figure of my money and my bitches

Ain't shit changein' but the figure of my money and my bitches

Ain't shit changein' but the figure of my money and my bitches

You know what this is

You know what this is

My life's real, my night's long

I fight back on my songs

I'm low go, put beats in

my choke-hold that's python

And all black with my Gs too

Had dreams and they came true

I burn grass, I learn fast

My first rap's from grade school!

I'm young, I'm getting reckless

I'm continuously wild

Ain't no stopping, ain't no styling

I've been rushing I'm like Stalin

My mind is on my wallet

I can't call it, shit I'm balling

Couple horses in my stable

At the tables I go all in!

Kind of sort of out of order

Seen my girl in ...Florida

Be my guest in trying hard

Bet my life you can't afford her!

Benjamins to wash intens

I want them till it's hard to spend

I guess I got a lot of friends

Wednesday is my weekend, I'm way pass my D band

I lash out, I blackout

I pass out, I sleep in

I work hard, I play hard

I pay dues, I stay true

Play the mother fucking game

Just don't let it play you!

Play you, play you, play you!

Chorus:

Yeah, I'mma keep it realer,

From the days I rocked out basements

To the days I rock Chinchillas

From the days I rocked out basements

To the days I rock Chinchillas

From the days I rocked out basements

To the days I rock Chinchillas

From the days I rocked out basements

To the days I rock Chinchillas, yeah

Ain't shit changein' but the figure of my money and my bitches

Ain't shit changein' but the figure of my money and my bitches

Ain't shit changein' but the figure of my money and my bitches

Ain't shit changein' but the figure of my money and my bitches

You know what this is

You know what this is

You should change in but the figure of my money and my bitches

But I bet they dropped their breeches, and I bet they know what this is

That 1-7 crooked Atlanta, we're climbing up, that's...

Put my synopsis in your synopsis

You set the goal, then we surpass it

My bitch bad... the passes

Pussy so good, I might make the best of it

I spend time, I'm making classics

I made the name and they made it matter

They made it matter, they made it matter

I made the name and they made it matter

They made it matter, they made it matter

Thanks to Steph for correcting these lyrics

Thanks to Handsome Devil for correcting these lyrics

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