[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