Album Name

INDUSTRY GAMES

Artist

CHIKA

Genre

랩/힙합

Release Date

2020.03.13

Release Agency

워너뮤직

Look listen
I met Hov last week
that shit was hella cool
Diddy introduced me
as best of the new school
I'm not too shabby
for an Alabama bitch
Fuck gettin' rich
I got respect from heavy
hitters and did it without a disc
And now I came to deliver
I'm off of Twitter
And in your speakers
we gon' see who really
fuckin' with her
Man I can't wait
to see the jaws drop
Collectively when
these songs drop
Notorious with the artpop
one hell of a picture
And I know
ain't got no hourglass figure
But I can get smaller
while my pockets gettin' bigger
They worried 'bout me
and not who out with they nigga
They break they own
heart and now
they windin' up bitter
And now they start
projecting all they
clouds on me
I guess it's fine to let 'em
take it out on me
Y'all do what you do yeah
'Cause I guess I write
these songs about you
'Cause I guess I write
these songs about you
Do-do-do do
And I'm havin' the time of my life
you gotta pay me to care
Yeah-yeah look
And I anticipated this flight
and now I'm up in the air
The air oh
Oh I have only dreamed
of these heights
and now they takin' me there
Mmm just let them talk talk talk
Yeah that seems fair
Look listen
I ain't no average nigga
the pick of a litter
I'd sooner have a hit
if my ass was a little bit bigger
Sat back and watchin'
Plottin' ways I can come
and obliterate the whole game
These bitches think that I'm playin'
These bitches think that I'm playin'
They doin' shit I ain't fonda
it's like my name isn't Jane
I'm 22 makin' money
I feel too blessed to complain
But I'm much better
than the next man
I'm married to the game
and I swear
God has been the best man
I sound to fuckin' pressed man
Let's backtrack
The accolades I have that
The pressure fuckin' stacked
at the weight of a gravel backpack
And shit I wrote a month ago
outdated just like snapbacks
And Seven told me
if I want that body I can snapback
And gone attack rap
and hit 'em so hard
They wonder what happened
No cappin' hoes lackin'
I said it what's crackin'
I set the precedent
at this point I'm your president
Now how you sick as me
but come and function
as the medecine
Say lightbulb no Edison
I fought hard they let us in
Competitive I knock these
bitches lights out like a sedative
Your fave got hella hits
But come in sixth for writers credited
My lyrics come embedded
I breathe and these niggas sweatin'
Your favorite rapper no better
his favorite rapper OG OG
My favorite rapper my brother
his favorite rapper is me
You pay to get in and see us
We paid and get in for free
Bitch I prayed on each of my visions
Now everybody gon' see
That I'm havin' the time of my life
you gotta pay me to care
Yeah-yeah look
And I anticipated this flight
and now I'm up in the air
The air oh
Oh I have only dreamed
of these heights and now
they takin' me there
Mmm just let them talk talk talk
Yeah that seems fair
Say my intensity impractical
My pen is tactical
Yeah I'm the actual
I smack fire out these lists
like Bitch be rational
Professional truth-teller
When I'm in the booth
I can make the roof swell up
Top blown no sloppy
What I own no copies exist
They put that ice on they wrists
I put that fire in these hits
I put my trust in my God
I'm not gon' fight with no bitch
I'm not gon' argue no more
Already know what it is
I'm the better option
A problem to coexist
I been quietly gettin' tight
at this shit
When I quit growin'
I'll get tire of this shit
When they start caring
'bout the likes and the clicks
When they stop ridin' on dicks
That's when I'll rise
in that conversation like-
I'm in your lady friends thighs
Apologize if I'm talkin' shit
I earned it
This industry shit
I kept low and learned it
I claimed it then I affirmed
My losses was always worth it
My genius they never heard it
My billboard a conversation
My come up was picture perfect