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CHANCE THE RAPPER lyrics : "I Ain't Word"

[Hook: Detail (Chance)]
You can look me in my face
I ain't got no worries (I ain't word) x3

See them shroomies keep me up
So I ain't got no worries (I ain't word) x3
You see money right there

Yeah that's (me) right there
Yeah that's (me) right there
And we ain't got no worries

You see #~!!@ right there
Redbone mangos right there
See them shroomies right there

We ain't got no worries

[Verse 1]

D. Rose on that $$#
That means back again
I hit my Zan so hard

Man, I've been practicing
I'm going straight to the league
And not by accident

Don't get your $$# kicked in
I hoop in Shaq's and Timbs
Chit chat with Chris Mintz-Plasse

And laugh at Jags and rims
T-T-Y-L-ing the labels
And L-O-L-ing their friends

Hello Hell and Heaven
You haven't heard the half of it
Have at it half happy

30-something-year old
Broke graduate
Over the wave like Du-rags

Getting paper like dude rap
19 making that
I could be damn near $#&@ing Erykah Badu rap

Girbaud flow is too strapped
My screws loose, I'm too slapped
Just got this (*##$ too turnt

Just got my nose 2Pac'd
L.A Reid like whose that
Jimmy Iovine like whose that

Whole world like whose that
Whole hood like 'dude $$#'
I'm from little shorties with the shot up shirt

Where babies get kilt like a Scottish skirt
95-ing down the Ryan
And I'm flying, skirt

Keep asking if I'm trying
^!$$%, I ain't word


[Hook]

[Verse 2]

Unreluctant optimist
Most poppingest
Got popular

Try topping this
Triceratops
BJs from baby bopping (*##$es

Throat lozenges
Massaging it
No touching it

Okay, touch on it
But don't rush on it
Ration it, passionate

While imagining me
Smashing it
Dash out at like 4:30

Hands smelling like potpourri
They ain't gettin hung
My ^!$$%, no jury

So I don't give no ^!$$% no mercy
When my little $#&@ing brother rap better than you
My %#@! get's your girl way wetter than you

You rap veterans you
My nerdy brethren you
Stuff you in a $#&@in locker, 10 day letterman you
You wanna jock me, jockers (AAH)
My style's fathering you

I know it's bothering you
Probably an anomaly
But it's probably ^!$$%s that's probably starving for new
%#@! you could sound like
That's that %#@! that I don't like

But I ain't really worried
I'm a wordy mother$#&@er
I could hurry
But I'm buried in her #~!!@ from the last tape


[Hook}

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