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No Chill
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Hip-Hop/Rap
No Chill was released on August 3, 2019 by soulcontrol as a part of the album Shifts
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AlbumShifts
Release DateAugust 3, 2019
Labelsoulcontrol
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM104

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Austin Khyam Gibson
Austin Khyam Gibson
Songwriter

Lyrics

I don't got time to be chillin'
When I got plans to make a killin', yeah
Gettin' so close that I can feel it
Already feelin' like a millionaire
I don't got time to be chillin'
When I got plans to make a killin', yeah
Gettin' so close that I can feel it
Already feelin' like a millionaire
I don't got time to be chillin'
When I got plans to make a killin', yeah
Gettin' so close that I can feel it
Already feelin' like a millionaire
Feelin' like I need to get out more
I put the city on my back till my back sore
And fuck barely gettin there, I'm kickin' down doors
I ain't playin' games with you little boys
Bout to run the game, of course
In my black and white Michael Vick cleats
I heard your song last week
Boy, that shit weak
I think that mumble rap reached its peak, sheesh
Yeah, back to that real shit, please
My girl told me I do this shit with ease
To be honest, I ain't even in this shit for cheese
I ain't never sold a gram, but I got the keys
Lord, please watch over me, yeah
I don't got time to be chillin'
When I got plans to make a killin', yeah
Gettin' so close that I can feel it
Already feelin' like a millionaire
I don't got time to be chillin'
When I got plans to make a killin', yeah
Gettin' so close that I can feel it
Already feelin' like a millionaire
I don't got time to be chillin'
When I got plans to make a killin', yeah
Gettin' so close that I can feel it
Already feelin' like a millionaire
I remember last year, shit was just a thought
I guess you really do gotta crawl before you walk
I'm tryna spread my wings and ball, Atlanta Hawk
And all the homies like, Gib, where you been dawg?
See, I've been grindin' on the low, tryna be a star
I went from takin' college math to studyin' art
And life is nothin' but a movie, dawg, pick your part
And fuck the cards that were dealt, I play my own hand
And this aint luck, nah, nah, this is all planned
I took a leap of faith, ****, so I'm all in
I don't give a fuck, like them virgins
Had to step back like I'm Harden
And now my shit go harder, ****
I don't got time to be chillin'
When I got plans to make a killin
Gettin' so close that I can feel it
Already feelin' like a millionaire
I don't got time to be chillin'
When I got plans to make a killin
Gettin' so close that I can feel it
Already feelin' like a million
Written by: Austin Khyam Gibson
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