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jo flo - chips lyrics
[intro: jo flo]
people out here layin’ low and stackin’ up them chips
this for my people out here layin’ low and stackin’ up them chips
people out here layin’ low and stackin’ up them chips
this for my people out here layin’ low and stackin’ up them chips
[chorus: jo flo]
boy get your weight up (weight up)
boy don’t you wait up (wait up)
please do not play with the paper (paper)
cause we going up elevators
hol’ at you later
countin’ it up like we calculators
and we heatin’ up swear we need ventilatin’
hope you aware of the situation cause it’s lit
this for my people out here layin’ low and stackin’ up them chips
this for my people out here layin’ low and stackin’ up them chips
this is for my people out here layin’ low and stackin’ up them chips
this is for my people out here layin’ low and stackin’ up them chips
[verse 1: jo flo]
tryna be a man with a plan but the color of the back of my hand
makes it hard for a man to see his life spanned out (out)
will he live his days out? (out)
or will his mama scream and shout
at a funeral she knew nothing about?
so sad it makes me mad (mad)
at the fact when i’m a father
my son and daughter gon’ wonder why they only drink water
cause my seed gon’ grow from history
gon’ solve the greatest mystery
why putting your hands at 10 and 2 gets 10 into your heart
where do i start?
do i bring a little change? (change)
do i act a little strange? (strange)
do i lash out, p-ss out, -ss out, laugh out loud
like i don’t feel pain?
well that ain’t the lane ima take
ima go make something shake
and with all the money i make
ima go fix some mistakes
bet on it
[pre-chorus: jo flo]
i had to get up and get it
told em to gimme a minute
swear they ain’t like my decision
but wait till that check hit the ceiling
i had to get up and get it
told em to gimme a minute
swear they ain’t like my decision
but wait till that check hit the ceiling
[chorus: jo flo]
boy get your weight up (weight up)
boy don’t you wait up (wait up)
please do not play with the paper (paper)
cause we going up elevators
hol’ at you later
countin’ it up like we calculators
and we heatin’ up swear we need ventilatin’
hope you aware of the situation cause it’s lit
this for my people out here layin’ low and stackin’ up them chips
this for my people out here layin’ low and stackin’ up them chips
this is for my people out here layin’ low and stackin’ up them chips
this is for my people out here layin’ low and stackin’ up them chips
[verse 2: jo flo]
9 to 5 just to stay alive
96 is when i knew my rights
so that 97 to that 2016 you know i been stuck in overdrive
bust a right for my ride or dies
zoomin’ like i got a mean supply
zoomin’ like i got a mean supply
zoomin’ like, zoomin’ like, zoomin’ like
zoomin’ zoomin’
[verse 2: najee stokes]
hope you aware of the situation
cause the world been getting kinda crazy lately
system work against us so that we don’t make it
all i’m tryna do is push that new mercedes
this that type of shit that happen on the daily
i’m a 90s baby lord can you save me
from the politicians who be politickin’
tickin’ time bomb in the streets
maybe i’m a statistic
another product of the projects couple bullet holes in me
or a judge sentence
or my death at the hands of the neighborhood watch and my blood spillin’
ain’t no love in me just paranoia
living in the city of savannah, georgia
wanna keep the peace but shit be outta order
i’m just tryna keep my head above the water
[pre-chorus: najee stokes]
97 to the present day
all i’m tryna do is make a way
stay up out the way
gotta live to see another day
make another play
billionaire before i’m 25
mister get the check and make it multiply
billionaire before i’m 25
mister get the check and make it multiply
[chorus: jo flo]
boy get your weight up (weight up)
boy don’t you wait up (wait up)
please do not play with the paper (paper)
cause we going up elevators
hol’ at you later
countin’ it up like we calculators
and we heatin’ up swear we need ventilatin’
hope you aware of the situation cause it’s lit
this for my people out here layin’ low and stackin’ up them chips
this for my people out here layin’ low and stackin’ up them chips
this is for my people out here layin’ low and stackin’ up them chips
this is for my people out here layin’ low and stackin’ up them chips
[verse 3: james green]
looks in the mirror speaking to myself
wonders of why i am lacking of wealth
too many blows hitting below the belt
thought i should put my feelings on top of the shelf
my color already make it hard to live
stuck on me what else is offer to give
nothing but hate in my city no trust
i say that cause rip to the real
too many niggas want piece of yo plate
mad cause they still stuck at minimum wage
too many snakes wanna roll in my skates
one thing bout my life ain’t no such things as brakes
true to my city you know how we get it
you know that i’m with it we stay chasing cake
never siddity my prides overwhelming
make sure that i’m rich do whatever it takes
dukes told me life in these streets ain’t no joke
easy to fall off but hard to get back on
9 months 1 week 2 days inside the womb
912 destined to come out the pote
cold nights of depression
granddaddy obsessions
abortion suggested but she never fold
fear been congested
but hope been injected
guess who in the yo?
[pre-chorus: j-note]
i can see it now
heading for the sky in big house with some foreign rides
chilling with the guys sippin’ on some wine
play a lil dice
reachin’ for the top
not afraid of heights
gotta take flight
story of my life
gotta finish right
[chorus: jo flo]
boy get your weight up (weight up)
boy don’t you wait up (wait up)
please do not play with the paper (paper)
cause we going up elevators
hol’ at you later
countin’ it up like we calculators
and we heatin’ up swear we need ventilatin’
hope you aware of the situation cause it’s lit
this for my people out here layin’ low and stackin’ up them chips
this for my people out here layin’ low and stackin’ up them chips
this is for my people out here layin’ low and stackin’ up them chips
this is for my people out here layin’ low and stackin’ up them chips
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