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Chy Cartier - Hella Rare (Official Video)
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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Chy Cartier
Chy Cartier
Songwriter

Lyrics

Hella rare, top two They're well aware I'm not two First place and they say Chy like not you (Two) When it's a verbal attack not quick to react On the net where I won't interact But it's up and it's stuck when I spot you I already got two fuck a third shoulder to lean on A lotta shit I wouldn't normally speak on But I can't lie though When I make music, it is therapeutic You might hear it back when I go put a beat on (Yeah!) I know why she mad her n- too quick First to double tap when I post up a new pic (Haha) Circle the opp block sharing smoke No joke if I hang out the window and bingo Pass it to bro let him twos it What not cause I do music don't confuse it Still if my head heats up and I lose it Use it no hesitation Rap well versed in, I don't need no validation It's like everything I'm first in No, you can't quench this Next year I might do features stand up and cheer from the bleachers None of my shooters know where the bench is I get where they're coming from, I'm from there trenches Mum single mother not foreign but common in my borough Say if a person of colour more likely to be a statistic Beat these odds, out late with the foxes Corn off cobs risk it for a biscuit (risk it) Can't shortbread why not? get your wig split And I got Gorillas in the coupe like Chief And they all get animalistic share the same niche Very brief when I phone up my shooter He's telling me "Yeah that's done" When I tell him "Capeesh" Fully on court I don't know what they think they're on nought Anything that I've got on I bought Can't wear a next girls clothes (Nah) N- hoes like fairy's this shit getting scary How you go halves and share your Amiri's And I got a treat can't trick Little tip run to safety and that's if you snake me And make me even get the slightest inkling Food for your thought send corn where you're thinking Let that sink in, must've been smoking and drinking Run up on me No future, mask off he tell me I'm cuter (cute) How they so bad on computer (how) And I got a ooter keep a dumb dumb need a tutor (bap)
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