Chinchilla Lyrics

This world is so cold that I keep a Chinchilla

This world is so cold that I keep a Chinchilla

I'm all bout my bag and I'm all bout my skrilla

I hang with the gang and I hang with the killers

(Yeah)

(Yeah)

This world is so cold that I keep a chinchilla

I'm all bout my bag and I'm all bout my skrilla

I hang with the gang and I hang with the killers

Banana clip on me I'm going gorilla

By the end of the year tryna touch me a million

You don't live what you say so I don't even feel ya

Heard you talk behind backs and you talk behind pillows

And if we kill your mans you gon seem like a widow (Woah)

I get lost in thought , I get high for every time I feel low

Lately I feel lost, I need time to heal, Need time to grow

I overthink a lot, I got demons that steady be haunting my soul

I'mma give it all I got, I pray to god that this world don't turn me cold

Yeah, Yeah

I got some things that I cannot control

I got some things that I need to let go

A lot up on my mental

I'm still rocking with the same bros

Never switching like Nintendo

Four-Five gotta keep a pole

You already know how that goes

They tryna call me menace, What is my name racks no tennis

Thought I was done but I barely be finished

I told my boy that's this just the beginning

Lord forgive me for the times I was sinning

Looked at the top and I wanna be winning

Laugh at these boys cause they really my children

And I'm all bout my bag no, I'm not in my feelings (Yeah, Yeah)

This world is so cold that I keep a chinchilla

I'm all bout my bag and I'm all bout my skrilla

I hang with the gang and I hang with the killers

Banana clip on me I'm going gorilla

By the end of the year tryna touch me a million

You don't live what you say so I don't even feel ya

Heard you talk behind backs and you talk behind pillows

And if we kill your mans you gon seem like a widow (Woah)

I get lost in thought , I get high for every time I feel low

Lately I feel lost, I need time to heal, Need time to grow

I overthink a lot, I got demons that steady be haunting my soul

I'mma give it all I got, I pray to god that this world don't turn me cold

Mister Mracks I'm the man with the plan

Walk in the spot with like sixty-five bands

Hating on me but I don't give a damn

I'm holding all my pain back like a dam

I can't go back never again, Mister Mracks do it straight for the fam

I cannot change who I am, I'm cooking in the stu with pots and pans

(Yeah) And I'm cooking in the stu with pots and pans

(Yeah) I got a lot up on my mind, a lot up on my hands

(Yeah) And they be hating on me but I don't give a damn

(Yeah) I don't wanna see myself that low again

This world is so cold that I keep a chinchilla

I'm all bout my bag and I'm all bout my skrilla

I hang with the gang and I hang with the killers

Banana clip on me I'm going gorilla

By the end of the year tryna touch me a million

You don't live what you say so I don't even feel ya

Heard you talk behind backs and you talk behind pillows

And if we kill your mans you gon seem like a widow (Woah)

I get lost in thought , I get high for every time I feel low

Lately I feel lost, I need time to heal, Need time to grow

I overthink a lot, I got demons that steady be haunting my soul

I'mma give it all I got, I pray to god that this world don't turn me cold

I move them racks from the west to the southside

My demons outside no, I can't let them inside

She said she love me, I feel that's a damn lie

I miss when my mama would tell me it's alright