Sir Tizzy - Chill Trill Lyrics

Figured we needed something to coast to
This that food for thought that big mama added soul to
Ease your mind, cop a nick, and just roll through
Gold mine, wear my thoughts around your neck, so old school
Yeah, four finger rings and a big rope
Take a hit of this, baby, yeah I been dope
You'd wanna walk on cloud 9, and then elope
Unseen to be this fly, cashmere invisibility cloak
Issa vibe yo, greatest moments ahead
Staying Black and Highly Favored, increasing our daily bread
Giving bars and liquor, I figured, double the business
Still a golden child, but not as materialistic
Start a fresh new code, like downright
Copying some styles just to chop it up, they all sound byte, yeah
Carrying to notice, brought to your attention
That we finally leveling up, this is our ascension
This that chill trill, homie, this that real deal
Finally numbin' the pain, but this, you'll still feel
It doesn't matter how you viewed but how you see it
Shine when we step up on the block, Billie Jeanin', Jeanin'
Sonnin' everything, causing me to be apparent
And my camp fire, another badge that we can merit
Went double or nothing, but still charming on our third try
Layaway a way to pay for Tanqueray, for us all, world wide, baby, yeah
Doing this for the downtrodden and have nots
And all of my brothers that's stuck in a system of games, we the black ops
Or those who struggling mentality, and their only friend is a laptop
Or the teams that giving us spirit, resembling mascots
Yeah, I'll give my day ones, another day, son, coolin' so no one can make fun
No longer we runnin' and hidin', we puttin' in work and never took a break once
Team Knightmare, steady dreaming, although, we ain't ever sleeping
Only giving gifts with our presence, for no other reason
For no other reason, for no other reason
But putting money where our money is
Finally giving bae a stack for Sephora and outfits
This a fight for living, I wonder if I'll ever last
But I'll be dope forever if the Evernote never crash

Figured we needed something to coast to
This that food for thought that big mama added soul to
Ease your mind, cop a nick, and just roll through
Gold mine, wear my thoughts around your neck, so old school
Yeah, four finger rings and a big rope
Take a hit of this, baby, yeah I been dope
You'd wanna walk on cloud 9, and then elope
Unseen to be this fly, cashmere invisibility cloak
Issa vibe yo, greatest moments ahead
Staying Black and Highly Favored, increasing our daily bread
Giving bars and liquor, I figured, double the business
Still a golden child, but not as materialistic
Start a fresh new code, like downright
Copying some styles just to chop it up, they all sound byte, yeah
Carrying to notice, brought to your attention
That we finally leveling up, this is our ascension
This that chill trill, homie, this that real deal
Finally numbin' the pain, but this, you'll still feel
It doesn't matter how you viewed but how you see it
Shine when we step up on the block, Billie Jeanin', Jeanin'
Sonnin' everything, causing me to be apparent
And my camp fire, another badge that we can merit
Went double or nothing, but still charming on our third try
Layaway a way to pay for Tanqueray, for us all, world wide, baby, yeah
Doing this for the downtrodden and have nots
And all of my brothers that's stuck in a system of games, we the black ops
Or those who struggling mentality, and their only friend is a laptop
Or the teams that giving us spirit, resembling mascots
Yeah, I'll give my day ones, another day, son, coolin' so no one can make fun
No longer we runnin' and hidin', we puttin' in work and never took a break once
Team Knightmare, steady dreaming, although, we ain't ever sleeping
Only giving gifts with our presence, for no other reason
For no other reason, for no other reason
But putting money where our money is
Finally giving bae a stack for Sephora and outfits
This a fight for living, I wonder if I'll ever last
But I'll be dope forever if the Evernote never crash