#Winning

[Hook: Chief Chill] No one man should have all this sour I get blown Then your boy writes for hours See I want my Dream So I keep it Charlie Sheen Go to tell Lebron James winning isn't everything [Verse 1: Chief Chill] See I gotta win I'm the child of destiny I'm greater than any rapper So all these bitches less than me If you Think Wayne's the best I'm forgiving all discrepancies You know where to find me Like the first name On the attendance sheet Here I am Right in your grill Eyes on me Like I made a spill Your now fuckin with the chief So Say goodbye Mr. chill I smoke the way I spit So yea you could say This shit is kill I won't stop until I rape the game And tell that bitch to stay still My words give out visuals And my mind is more than violent This is the way you spit To make That hate to turn to silence This is the way you spit To make an empire of your alliance I'm telling you the future of rap Call me mr Mayan My name is Chief Chill I now allow you to notice me Shoutout to my rave girls Cause niggas Cannot roll with me Fuck being a rapper This is music for my poetry I dont want to be successful I'm supposed to be [Hook] [Verse 2] If you're not aiming to win Then what's the point of even tryin A legend within myself Is the characteristic I'm defying I used to be the only believer Now fans are multiplying I'm going major by myself So the money is never dividin Tracks on top of tracks I continue to build my resume I hit every shot I take Now critics want me to fadeaway But I dominate So therefore I don't conversate With pussy ass niggas That love to hate So all that's left is assassinate Should I demonstrate Or commemorate For all my sins Got my Cup full of gin I got a Jello filled pool For the hoes that shake like gelatin Too bad your girls dont show skin Cause you still mess with them Skeletons And I swear when I get high I move on up like The Jefferson's You listenin? Chief is takin over 28 to (the) zip End of first quarter The realest of the ill-est When they ask me my disorder Puttin out more lines to the street Than baking soda And When it comes to Chief Chill Ain't a muthafuck colder I do it for my tribe My people blaze up to these beats So They know there's A reason to Keep the track on repeat Like Waka I go hard Better yet concrete So when I say I'm a lyricist Consider this to be discrete [Hook]