Chip – Honestly (feat. 67) (League Of My Own II Album)

[Intro: TTC Subway Announcer]
The next station is Don Mills
Don Mills Station

[Chorus: Chip]
You should be honest, G (you should be honest, G)
Honestly, honestly (honestly, honestly)
Admit it, you’re onto me (admit it, admit it)
Honestly, honestly (honestly, honestly)
What made you turn on me? (What made you turn on me?)
Honestly, honestly (honestly, honestly)
Cash Motto policy (policy, policy)
Honesty, honesty (yeah, yeah)
I got a pack on me (I got a pack on me)
I got a stack on me (I got a stack on me)
Get money by honest means (money, more money)
Honestly, honestly (yeah, yeah)
She used to front on me (she used to front on me)
But now she in front of me (now she in front of me)
It’s funny how things have changed (ever so funny)
Honestly, honestly

[Verse 1: Chip]
I got the world on me (I got the world on me)
I got your girl on me (I got your girl on me)
Yo, what’s that smell on me? (Yo, what’s that smell on me?)
Could be Chanel on me (could be Chanel on me)
Could be the weed on me (could be the weed on me)
Green be my scenery (green, green)
You rollin’ cigaweed (you rollin’ cigaweed)
You ain’t as lean as me (lean, lean)
I got the quality (I got the quality)
I got the quantity (I got the quantity)
I’m way too sure in me (I’m way too sure)
And nobody hot for me (no, no)
They took their shots at me (they took their shots at me)
But that wasn’t stoppin’ me (that wasn’t stoppin’ me)
Honestly, honestly (oh, God)
It’s over, don’t bother me (leave me alone)
Labels wan’ talk to me (labels wan’ talk to me)
But what you wan’ offer me (what you wan’ offer me)
Right now, I sign myself (Cash Motto)
Ain’t nobody droppin’ me (own boss)
Deal with me properly (deal with me properly)
Honestly, honestly (honestly, honestly)
If I ain’t your cup of tea (I ain’t your cup of tea)
Still ain’t no muggin’ me (yeah)

[Chorus: Chip]
You should be honest, G (you should be honest, G)
Honestly, honestly (honestly, honestly)
Admit it, you’re onto me (admit it, admit it)
Honestly, honestly (honestly, honestly)
What made you turn on me? (What made you turn on me?)
Honestly, honestly (honestly, honestly)
Cash Motto policy (policy, policy)
Honesty, honesty (yeah, yeah)
I got a pack on me (I got a pack on me)
I got a stack on me (I got a stack on me)
Get money by honest means (money, more money)
Honestly, honestly (yeah, yeah)
She used to front on me (she used to front on me)
But now she in front of me (now she in front of me)
It’s funny how things have changed (ever so funny)
Honestly, honestly

[Verse 2: Dimzy]
Alright, honestly, honestly (honestly)
These hookers don’t bother me (bother me)
Got a rusty spinners and [?] with bells
I will smoke man, honestly (bah, bang)
Man’s fuckin’ up the music ting
But feds wanna lock me properly (wanna lock me)
My nigga spent racks on his wrist
Just so he can see the time properly (flexin’)
Honestly, honestly
These niggas rat for a bit of cheese (snitchin’)
My nigga put Luger nines in the MAC
And he crashed that properly (grrah, grrah)
Walk in the club and they clockin’ me (clockin’ me)
Bare iPhones snapshottin’ me (flash)
Ciroc in my cup and I’m faded
Tell bro roll up the broccoli (oi, bill it for me)
I got shooters and we serious
Machinery that’s on deck (big ones)
From a dotty to a mock
Man’s street-sweepin’ in sets (grah)
So we’re chartin’, got an award
But the feds wanna put it to an end (fuck ’em)
I want big bags of that bread
Gotta give mum slices of bread (money)

[Chorus: Chip]
You should be honest, G (you should be honest, G)
Honestly, honestly (honestly, honestly)
Admit it, you’re onto me (admit it, admit it)
Honestly, honestly (honestly, honestly)
What made you turn on me? (What made you turn on me?)
Honestly, honestly (honestly, honestly)
Cash Motto policy (policy, policy)
Honesty, honesty (yeah, yeah)
I got a pack on me (I got a pack on me)
I got a stack on me (I got a stack on me)
Get money by honest means (money, more money)
Honestly, honestly (yeah, yeah)
She used to front on me (she used to front on me)
But now she in front of me (now she in front of me)
It’s funny how things have changed (ever so funny)
Honestly, honestly

[Verse 3: LD]
Beg gemmin’ it
Wanna act like you bang for the girls
You’re a fraud and a damn shame (gem)
I still lurk, I still serve
I still get harassed by these damn jakes (these pigs)
Approach this G with caution
Know how to stand in a man’s face (trust)
But it’s calm, we can all be rude (we can do it)
I just smash man up in my Loubs (smash)
Keep thinkin’ that you’re safe at these shows
And awards ’til my 67 gang intrude (gang)
I make mum so proud (mum)
She used to hate all the things that I do (trust)
She don’t even know what I rap about
But it’s legally payin’ my dues (legally payin’ my gang)
I get love from the bluefoots
Cocos, lighties, and Asians too (yeah, all of dat, all of dat)
They’re in love with my violent past
And the music too (yeah, all of dat, all of dat)
I get Ps from the boxes I bruk down
And the show life too (aight)
And honestly I’m still in the field
Two Ls with a four four two (let’s lurk, gang)

[Chorus: Chip]
You should be honest, G (you should be honest, G)
Honestly, honestly (honestly, honestly)
Admit it, you’re onto me (admit it, admit it)
Honestly, honestly (honestly, honestly)
What made you turn on me? (What made you turn on me?)
Honestly, honestly (honestly, honestly)
Cash Motto policy (policy, policy)
Honesty, honesty (yeah, yeah)
I got a pack on me (I got a pack on me)
I got a stack on me (I got a stack on me)
Get money by honest means (money, more money)
Honestly, honestly (yeah, yeah)
She used to front on me (she used to front on me)
But now she in front of me (now she in front of me)
It’s funny how things have changed (ever so funny)
Honestly, honestly

Chip – Normal (feat. Donae’o) (League Of My Own II Album)

[Intro: Chip & Donae’o]
Normal (Donae’o)
Chippy (Donae’o)
Cash Motto inside (Donae’o)
Normal vibe (Donae’o)
Yeah (ah)

[Chorus: Donae’o]
Every day I’m high and it’s normal
Pussy on my mind and it’s normal
Money on my mind and it’s normal
Niggas on a hype and it’s normal
Every day I’m high and it’s normal
Every day I’m high and it’s normal
Every day I’m high and it’s normal
Every day I’m high and it’s normal
Chilling on my ends and it’s normal
Dem man a bust skeng and it’s normal
Do it, baby — dirty? That’s normal
Do it, baby mama, that be normal
Every day I’m high and it’s normal
Every day I’m high and it’s normal
Every day I’m high and it’s normal
Every day I’m high and it’s normal

[Verse 1: Chip]
Yeah, every day I’m high and it’s normal (normal)
Pussy on my mind and it’s normal (normal)
Had to repeat that, normal (normal)
But I keep it real, normal (yeah)
Fuck how you feel, normal (fuck how you feel)
Cuh that’s how I feel, normal (normal)
Tek man’s wifey, normal (ayy)
So niggas don’t like me, normal (mad)
And she wants it bareback, normal (yeah)
‘Cause she’s on the pill, normal (yeah)
Ratchet for real, normal (normal)
Oh, that’s how you feel? Normal (yeah)

[Refrain: Chip]
Henny in my system, normal (normal)
Grade in my cranium, normal (normal)
Fuck the system, normal (straight)
Fuck the system, normal (yeah) (ah)

[Chorus: Donae’o]
Every day I’m high and it’s normal
Pussy on my mind and it’s normal
Money on my mind and it’s normal
Niggas on a hype and it’s normal
Every day I’m high and it’s normal
Every day I’m high and it’s normal
Every day I’m high and it’s normal
Every day I’m high and it’s normal
Chilling on my ends and it’s normal
Dem man a bust skeng and it’s normal
Do it, baby — dirty? That’s normal
Do it, baby mama, that be normal
Every day I’m high and it’s normal
Every day I’m high and it’s normal
Every day I’m high and it’s normal
Every day I’m high and it’s normal

[Verse 2: Chip]
Niggas wanna clash, that’s normal (normal)
Put that in a casket, normal (straight)
Gassed wanna lash, that’s normal (normal)
Put that in a casket, normal (straight)
Body-bagged it, normal (yeah)
MCs body-snatchin’, normal (rah)
Three dubs, hat trick, normal (rah)
Cash show, bagged it, normal (woo)
Bruddas on ends, that’s normal (normal)
Brother in pen, it’s not normal (mad)
Stuntin’ on my daddy on the normal (normal)
Drop Ps to my mum on the normal (ayy)

[Refrain: Chip]
Henny in my system, normal (normal)
Lord, forgive me, normal (normal)
Fuck the system, normal (straight)
Fuck the system, normal (woo) (ah)

[Chorus: Donae’o]
Every day I’m high and it’s normal
Pussy on my mind and it’s normal
Money on my mind and it’s normal
Niggas on a hype and it’s normal
Every day I’m high and it’s normal
Every day I’m high and it’s normal
Every day I’m high and it’s normal
Every day I’m high and it’s normal
Chilling on my ends and it’s normal
Dem man a bust skeng and it’s normal
Do it, baby — dirty? That’s normal
Do it, baby mama, that be normal
Every day I’m high and it’s normal
Every day I’m high and it’s normal
Every day I’m high and it’s normal
Every day I’m high and it’s normal

Chip – Confirmed (League Of My Own II Album)

[Verse 1: Chip]
Let ’em know the man’s bossy
Victory laps in my own league
Just took the badge off my stoney
Teenagers rocking rollies, that was my gang
You don’t wanna try man, nah
Yo, I don’t like people approaching me (nah)
Step with the gang and F1
They won’t let you get close to me (nah)
I don’t need closure with people I cut off (nah)
The closure’s in the cutoff (gone)
If you don’t love me just fuck off
Who nah hear, must feel and who nah listen will learn
Cash Motto pull up in the place
Whole team to confirm
And we ain’t overwriten ’til you’re under it
Cuh man will bun ya bridge and swim under it
Breast stroke and that, free smoke and that, you want som’?
Big smile on my face when I’m dishin’ out pain (Pain, bruv)
Old cells can’t save you when lyrics get aimed
So what, you really wanna do this
Come on let’s not be stupid
You know I nip it in the bud quick
Man turn up and get muted (Shut up)
Silent, that’s how i like it
I tell Ashley I’ll do an album, it’s just timing (Summer)
Gyal in my bed naked but I’m vibsing
She wants dick but she’s gotta wait, man’s writing (Chill)
Priorities straight, put no babe before papes (None)
Put icing on rose gold, tell that bitch keep your cake
Safe
And you don’t work like me, I’m a fucking beast (monster)
I got bangers for pagans, unreleased (just chillin)
Cuh there’s bare nobodies tryna be somebody
So you can’t be too proud to slew somebody
Gas mark 9 when I slew somebody (cook that down)
About kill an MC, you ain’t got no bodies

[Hook]
Pull up in a Merc, absolutely confirmed
Pull up and just merk, absolutely confirmed
On my own, cause a hearse, absolutely confirmed
Could feelings hurt from a verse? Absolutely confirmed
Go again…

[Verse 2]
Chipmunk haters, all MCing (Mad)
10 years back they were all broke and preein’
10 years later, I’m still MCing
10 years time, nah I just can’t see it
Pen doing armor and weaponry
Mind bomb flow, don’t step on me
My name will ring in your legacy, pussy
You havi go drown if you tread on me
Just have a think before you step to me
Dem man are young and lost, me?
I’m young and legendary
No point to prove when I’m writing
Just the depends on what gets you excited
Bruce Lee or everyone tryna fight him
A lil’ competition, alright then
No wrestling, when I pin down, let the pins down, I’m striking
You’re thinking bowling I’m on lightning
You’ll think he’s a match ’til I light him up
I get tired of these man claiming they ‘ard
Crash into me, get no courtesy, dawg
So don’t write a verse for me, dawg
Puffin’ on trees, took it back to my roots
And made it work for me dawg (Safe)
You man are new to deals, like why you talkin’?
Man are doing more now with less resources
HP, man are brown saucin’
You think you’re levels but you’re out of orbit
You’re a baby boy, you’ll get a straight abortin’
Been having plaques on the wall from time (long time)
Little fuckboy, where’s your award from grime?
Danielle, man wanna catch me outside? (catch me outside)
But the team’s too tight, Cash Motto inside

[Hook]
Pull up in a Merc, absolutely confirmed
Pull up and just merk, absolutely confirmed
On my own, cause a hearse, absolutely confirmed
Could feelings hurt from a verse? Absolutely confirmed
Pull up in a Merc, absolutely confirmed
Pull up and just merk, absolutely confirmed
On my own, cause a hearse, absolutely confirmed
Could feelings hurt from a verse? Absolutely confirmed

Chip – Winter Time Lyrics

[Hook]
Yeah, in the winter time, it gets cold
Tracksuits, boots and coats
I do mic and my friends do road
In the summertime, they’ve got snow
Year 9, started doing my thing
Year 10, hit school in my Timbs
Year 11, in a league of my own
Yeah

[Verse 1]
Bringing that heat again
Like we’re back on Heat FM (mic check, 1-2)
Trust me, the winter’s cold
Chipmunk’s got the heat for them (fire)
Taking shots, I’m Luke Cage
If I dish them out, I’m on Arsenal (cannon)
If I lick that shot, I will harm you
Football head like Hey, Arnold
King of my, king of my
King of my castle (royal)
Delivery on Royal Mail
I’ll write a bomb and pass the parcel (hold that, fam)
Mad ting sad ting
The game’s cold, I adapted
Gelled in any habitat that I tapped in
Checked out when I cashed in
Yeah, Finsbury Park, check T, get shaped nice
On the 406 on a late night
West End, chopsticks on a date night (swag)
Fly boy getting ras cuh I spray nice
Mad hours I be putting in work like a trap boy
Vampire ting, I hate daytime (yeah)
Man engage when I gauge mine
Pull up on the set and just spray like

[Hook]
In the winter time, it gets cold (freezing)
Tracksuits, boots and coats (swag)
I do mic and my friends do road (more time)
In the summertime, they’ve got snow (juuging)
Year 9, started doing my thing (ayy)
Year 10, hit school in my Timbs (swag)
Year 11, in a league of my own (early)
Years, I’ve been doing my ting (yep)
Years, I’ve been doing my ting
Years, I’ve been doing my ting, I’ve been doing my ting
Years, I’ve been doing my ting (yep)
Years, I’ve been doing my ting, I’ve been doing my ting
Years, I’ve been doing my ting
Years, I’ve been doing my ting, I’ve been doing my ting
Years, I’ve been doing my ting
Years, I’ve been doing my ting
Years, I’ve been doing my thing

[Verse 2]
I feel what’s coming in due course (timing)
Do my ting, go do yours (‘llow it)
Tek man’s gyal, that’s true, darg (facts)
Do my ting or do yours (sliding)
You can’t take me for a fool, darg (never)
Got more bars than a crew, darg (numbers)
Have your whole crew like “oh lord” (god)
Man know when I strap, that’s danger (mad)
Prass, like I’m born in a manger
Why you looking at your boy? He can’t save ya (no)
Man can’t get saved from the saviour (never)
Independent, mind of a major (yeah)
Do it on my own, done it, would amaze ya (standard)
Who’s that saying grime scene saviour?
You ain’t me, fam, do me a favour (‘llow it)
Bar for bar, can’t test man, later
Get it then, get it now or later
Blud, I don’t give a fuck how you feeling (nah)
Cash Motto, only here for the paper (gang)
Get waved, then I touch mic, what’s the outcome?
Could be a mixtape, could be an album
Could be an EP, could be a three-piece
Still got lyrics for anybody doubting, listen

[Hook]
In the winter time, it gets cold (freezing)
Tracksuits, boots and coats (swag)
I do mic and my friends do road (more time)
In the summertime, they’ve got snow (juuging)
Year 9, started doing my thing (ayy)
Year 10, hit school in my Timbs (swag)
Year 11, in a league of my own (early)
Years, I’ve been doing my ting (yep)
Years, I’ve been doing my ting
Years, I’ve been doing my ting, I’ve been doing my ting
Years, I’ve been doing my ting (yep)
Years, I’ve been doing my ting, I’ve been doing my ting
Years, I’ve been doing my ting
Years, I’ve been doing my ting, I’ve been doing my ting
Years, I’ve been doing my ting
Years, I’ve been doing my ting
Years, I’ve been doing my thing