wyapyro - CHOWDER Lyrics

I-I-I don't wanna blamed
I-I-I don't wanna be the same, oh no
Everything goes the wrong way
Mess with them, .40 to your fucking brain, oh no
Can't deal with bringing up your name
Everyone's like "That nigga who messed up our game?"
Then rants 'bout you all day
I cannot deal with that shit
Look at you, you had to start up just fucking something (Ay)
Either 'bout me or completely continuous bluffing (Ay, ay)
You know them niggas got lot of fucking problems (Ay, ay)
I mean, lotta, lotta, lotta fucking problems (Ay, ay)
I mean, you know them niggas got Semi-Autos (Ay, ay)
Loaded up with the clips, probably for the lotto (Ay, ay)
They done do it all the time like it's for their motto (Ay, ay)
Can't say no' more or I'll be out for the gutters, okay (Ay, ay)
"Finna lose you, my mama, my sister, my brothers, and everyone today"
Slow down
'Cause, nigga, you panicking too much right now
Start up a scene and make no fucking sound
Losing your fame and then getting drowned out
Getting unnoticed like your friends left you out
Don't like it? Well, it's too late for that now, uh huh
Starting a career, made a whole lot of choices
Mind getting fucked by the same old voices
And you wonder why I hate these loud noises
Can't deal with it? Look who finally damn noticed
Move on from that shit, it's been a whole damn hour
You gon' continue with or without her
Cook it up, cook it up in the pot, uh huh
Make it real nice, call that shit Chowder
Why ya'll niggas keep talking political, huh
All the shit you being doing is typical
Losing your head, then act like you're not criminal
You know me personally? Call me Sa-miracle
Doing so much and I'm only at minimal, uh huh
And I'm back on this shit like I did it all
Wanted a feature? Then give me a little call
Rapping like this and my settings at default (Uh huh!)
I was the chosen
I had to make voices, I had to make noises
I had to make problems to have our rejoices
I had to be annoying, I-
I'm not done yet
I-I-I don't wanna blamed
I-I-I don't wanna be the same, oh no
Everything goes the wrong way
Mess with them, .40 to your fucking brain, oh no
Can't deal with bringing up your name
Everyone's like "That nigga who messed up our game?"
Then rants 'bout you all day
I cannot deal with that shit
Look at you, you had to start up just fucking something (Ay)
Either 'bout me or completely continuous bluffing (Ay, ay)
You know them niggas got lot of fucking problems (Ay, ay)
I mean, lotta, lotta, lotta fucking problems (Ay, ay)
I mean, you know them niggas got Semi-Autos (Ay, ay)
Loaded up with the clips, probably for the lotto (Ay, ay)
They done do it all the time like it's for their motto (Ay, ay)
Can't say no' more or I'll be out for the gutters, okay (Ay, ay)

I-I-I don't wanna blamed
I-I-I don't wanna be the same, oh no
Everything goes the wrong way
Mess with them, .40 to your fucking brain, oh no
Can't deal with bringing up your name
Everyone's like "That nigga who messed up our game?"
Then rants 'bout you all day
I cannot deal with that shit
Look at you, you had to start up just fucking something (Ay)
Either 'bout me or completely continuous bluffing (Ay, ay)
You know them niggas got lot of fucking problems (Ay, ay)
I mean, lotta, lotta, lotta fucking problems (Ay, ay)
I mean, you know them niggas got Semi-Autos (Ay, ay)
Loaded up with the clips, probably for the lotto (Ay, ay)
They done do it all the time like it's for their motto (Ay, ay)
Can't say no' more or I'll be out for the gutters, okay (Ay, ay)
"Finna lose you, my mama, my sister, my brothers, and everyone today"
Slow down
'Cause, nigga, you panicking too much right now
Start up a scene and make no fucking sound
Losing your fame and then getting drowned out
Getting unnoticed like your friends left you out
Don't like it? Well, it's too late for that now, uh huh
Starting a career, made a whole lot of choices
Mind getting fucked by the same old voices
And you wonder why I hate these loud noises
Can't deal with it? Look who finally damn noticed
Move on from that shit, it's been a whole damn hour
You gon' continue with or without her
Cook it up, cook it up in the pot, uh huh
Make it real nice, call that shit Chowder
Why ya'll niggas keep talking political, huh
All the shit you being doing is typical
Losing your head, then act like you're not criminal
You know me personally? Call me Sa-miracle
Doing so much and I'm only at minimal, uh huh
And I'm back on this shit like I did it all
Wanted a feature? Then give me a little call
Rapping like this and my settings at default (Uh huh!)
I was the chosen
I had to make voices, I had to make noises
I had to make problems to have our rejoices
I had to be annoying, I-
I'm not done yet
I-I-I don't wanna blamed
I-I-I don't wanna be the same, oh no
Everything goes the wrong way
Mess with them, .40 to your fucking brain, oh no
Can't deal with bringing up your name
Everyone's like "That nigga who messed up our game?"
Then rants 'bout you all day
I cannot deal with that shit
Look at you, you had to start up just fucking something (Ay)
Either 'bout me or completely continuous bluffing (Ay, ay)
You know them niggas got lot of fucking problems (Ay, ay)
I mean, lotta, lotta, lotta fucking problems (Ay, ay)
I mean, you know them niggas got Semi-Autos (Ay, ay)
Loaded up with the clips, probably for the lotto (Ay, ay)
They done do it all the time like it's for their motto (Ay, ay)
Can't say no' more or I'll be out for the gutters, okay (Ay, ay)