Chill Out lyrics

Blastar, The, the, the Dream-Maker !!

[Verse 1]
We livin' it, we had to stop tales
f*ck n*ggas wanna block real
I just molotov 'em like a c*cktail
Got your b*tch pictures in a Hotmail
I won't never say that I'm the goat
But the n*gga louder than a cowbell
Yung Frenchie tryna innovate it
They just tryna listen what the Hops tell
No news, man I'm elevated
Tried to f*ck with my clique, sh*t has escalated quickly
Out of your league, n*gga ain't no rating
Got it soporific, I just Gatorade it
Going straight to the goal, man I penetrate the penalty area, and that's in this, Milla
Got to the throne that I came to take, the pedal be a re-up, man that's finished, chill out

[Hook]
Yeah..
Chill out
Yeah...
(IXI!)

[Bridge]
Y'all ready gotta chill out for real, yeah man? Know you love that f*ckin' drop but before that I gotta tell something. Listen
[Verse 2]
To all them hoes that wanna gold dig or that gold di*k, you can fall in line
Cause I'm too busy winning, all them n*ggas tryna catch up better come in time, yeah
I ain't paying no attention really
I just prep my presidential rally
I would tell my secrets but it's all in tricks
So I think I'm ready for them politics, right?
Huh? You wanna think that I'm a fake n*gga?
You pointing guns at the man, tryna shoot, but I'll have you with the same trigger, copy?
Shut the f*ck up when the Prince is speaking
Time is money, you can hear the clock is ticking
Workin' all day all night all errthing, man you just work in week-ends
You got every song, you ain't picking, you're a follower, you love me, you be clicking, digging, licking
No disrespects to the real supporters, I'm the Realla
Stop pretending n*gga, chill out

[Hook]
Yeah...
Chill out
Yeah...
Chill out