Hungry

[Verse 1: Chip] You see the way I work? You would think it's slavery days Stuck with this pen and paper Tryna make it pay me papes Look, I've got no deal You dig? I ain't signed So I can talk to the grinders Cause I really grind And I can talk to these grime kids I'm really grime I live my life at 140 Get money and fast flow just taught me Keep pushing, soon they'll support me Until then Same paper, same pen Me, I'm tryna make ends And delink all my fake friends I tell labels what, I'm a star I'm a young phenomenon You're looking at an A&R Becuh I'm real and 'ard That's hard without the H The industry all know my name but [Hook: Chip] See me? I've got no deal I'm hungry, I ain't eaten, I've had no meal It takes determination but I go still In the studio night shift, non-stop writing But still I've got no deal I'm hungry, I ain't eaten, I've had no meal It takes determination but I go still In the studio night shift, non-stop writing But still I've got [Verse 2: Wretch 32] I'm independent, I depend on indies That label shit's peak But the labels peeped when I was peaking But now my rate is premium I've embraced my freedom We've got no deal but we deal with it I go hard till they feel me spit But it's like the harder you come, they'd rather you fall And get dropped in the winter time, I spray frost, I've got winter lines I take off till they think I'm flying Cuh everyone's so plain They all wanna buck but they ain't got no aim Let alone no heat We're right underground, that's why we're so deep But it still goes over their heads My style's so fly, they be floating to Wretch And I'm here with open arms I smuggled with lines, I put dope in bars Now the hood's addicted (Coca-Cola) I only sign cheques, I grind, yes The king with the CDs Your highness, but still I've got [Hook: Chip] No deal I'm hungry, I ain't eaten, I've had no meal It takes determination but I go still In the studio night shift, non-stop writing But still I've got no deal I'm hungry, I ain't eaten, I've had no meal It takes determination but I go still In the studio night shift, non-stop writing But still I've got [Verse 3: Chip] No deal, but hey I'm still paving the way I feel like the top spot, changes await And trust me, I've been through books [?] yeah, genuine crooks But I learnt from experience, sonny Everyone meets me and sees money Then holla as if to say I see funny I know what I'm worth, that's beyond your money And labels keep picking the shit No wonder why they strain pushing the shit I just laugh at these arse-wipe artists In the UK pushing out garbage And plus getting pushed by majors Ask Wretch, round here, we're [?] Oh, and a six figure deal won't change us They're telling us spit more catchier A little less content, a bit more simple The scene does not need a thousand Lethals Take notes when the [?] are flowing The scene won't move till the poets are blowing Believe me, darg I eat, sleep, shit and breathe this art [Hook: Chip] But still I've got no deal I'm hungry, I ain't eaten, I've had no meal It takes determination but I go still In the studio night shift, non-stop writing But still I've got no deal I'm hungry, I ain't eaten, I've had no meal It takes determination but I go still In the studio night shift, non-stop writing But still I've got [Outro: Chip] No deal But Deal or No Deal Round here, we still keep it real Alie, Wretch I swear, like they can't change us, man Content's the key, believe We've got the key, man, we'll soon open the doors, fam