Hungry Chip (Ft. Wretch 32)

[Verse 1: Chip]

You see the way I work?

You would think it's slavery days

Stuck with this pen and paper

Tryna make it pay me papes

Look, I've got no deal

You dig? I ain't signed

So I can talk to the grinders

Cause I really grind

And I can talk to these grime kids

I'm really grime

I live my life at 140

Get money and fast flow just taught me

Keep pushing, soon they'll support me

Until then

Same paper, same pen

Me, I'm tryna make ends

And delink all my fake friends

I tell labels what, I'm a star

I'm a young phenomenon

You're looking at an A&R

Becuh I'm real and 'ard

That's hard without the H

The industry all know my name but

[Hook: Chip]

See me? I've got no deal

I'm hungry, I ain't eaten, I've had no meal

It takes determination but I go still

In the studio night shift, non-stop writing

But still I've got no deal

I'm hungry, I ain't eaten, I've had no meal

It takes determination but I go still

In the studio night shift, non-stop writing

But still I've got