Nicememe$ound - CHAPTER lyrics

[Hook] I got a lot on my mind I cannot relax on the weekend I guess I waste all of my time Then they all telling me that I fell off the deep end So I tell a new story, I I start writing, keep putting out chapters I start writing, keep putting out chapters Dropping my album, keep working right after I got a lot on my mind I cannot relax on the weekend I guess I waste all of my time Then they all telling me that I fell off the deep end So I tell a new story, I I start writing, keep putting out chapters I start writing, keep putting out chapters Dropping my album, keep working right after [Verse 1] They staring at me, my extendo go off Disturbing the peace then a piece'll fall off The beat go retarded, I never been wrong I'm right all the time, I forever stay young I pull up, they saying they scared of me I'ma Don, I hope that they respecting me Going off on a b**h cause she f** other dick And she hoping to get a new check of me, yeah, yeah I dunno what I'ma go do Got the people they all f**ing with what I'ma go do All the people, they been talking All the people, they been walking All the people, I'ma k** 'em, that's what I'ma do Bet they pull up, they hoping to make it out now But this sh** ain't Desiigner, it's me in the house I'ma drop that contained cause I'm so f**ing proud Now they coming to me, I ain't letting 'em down, nah [Hook] I got a lot on my mind I cannot relax on the weekend I guess I waste all of my time Then they all telling me that I fell off the deep end So I tell a new story, I I start writing, keep putting out chapters I start writing, keep putting out chapters Dropping my album, keep working right after I got a lot on my mind I cannot relax on the weekend I guess I waste all of my time Then they all telling me that I fell off the deep end So I tell a new story, I I start writing, keep putting out chapters I start writing, keep putting out chapters Dropping my album, keep working right after [Verse 2] I guess I could say that I'm done now But I'ma keep working myself out Until I keep making the sh** that I've wanted To drop for a couple of months now Contained on the way, no more f**ing delays I don't care about about plays anymore, ain't that great? I'm getting a hundred, I'm getting a thousand I'm getting like twenty, it's making my day b**h, I'ma go hard, everybody go hard Everybody making up a situation, oh lawd Everybody going harder than a motherf**er But nobody f**ing bothered, they just wanting me to go hard So I pull up on a b**h a**, woah Everybody wanting someone here to kick a**, woah Lay the crown on the ground, bet I cover it with dough Now I guess I'm out this b**h, yeah, I know you f**ing know, c