[Intro]
(Okay, Duke)

[Verse 1: Chller]
I'm feelin' a way, I ain't been shy since I went in with Ye
Fuck a minimum wage, I'm rappin' to pay off my financial aid
Pardon my ways, it sound like I rap with a part on my fade
If I even engage, I'm shootin' my shot, goin' out in a blaze
Move with intention, my n***a
These n***as, they play with extensions, my n***as
Got tools, no hammers and wrenches, my n***a
Go at it like they in your mentions, my n***a
It's somethin' like fishes, my n***a
So pick a side, don't be on fences, my n***a
We tax 'em and write off expenses, my n***a
Got bills like I'm one of the Clintons, my n***a
I'm in it, I'm winnin', a million, feelin' like Finneas the way I need a biddy like Eilish
I'm in it for all the adrenaline, know I'ma sin again, I'm runnin' through your city, I'm stylish
I see the vision when I close my eyelids, I know the assignment is down to a science
I'm fly as a pilot, if you down to ride, then stop burnin' the tires

[Chorus: Chllr]
Ask me why I gotta rap like this, it's 'cause the rent due
Stomach empty, 'bout to put some rappers on the menu
You don't know the half of the half that I been through
N***a, I'm just tryna chase a bag 'cause my—
(N***a, I'm just tryna chase a bag 'cause my—)
[Verse 2: Chllr]
Realness in my DNA
Stackin' these chips like it's Frito-Lays
I need a ticket, no meter maid
Runnin' up the score, you can see the play
Time is money, I ain't free today
'Cept to ask Nas, "How is 'Ether' made?"
I'm in the light so I can see the shade
N***as insecure like they Issa Rae, okay
Takin' it higher than G5s
And I stay in they head like I read minds
Any card that I pull don't get declined
And they spillin' it all like it's tea time, I'm
Really no pity and we got it litty, no really, though, should get it on video
I feel like Gillie da Philly, that Milli Vanilli, I'm sittin' pretty up with a pretty ho
I got motion, workin' with stars, starrin' in motion pictures
Only 'cause a n***a flow is vicious and my verses like holy scriptures
Twist the ignition, ain't out of gas on the road to riches

[Chorus: Chllr]
Ask me why I gotta rap like this, it's 'cause the rent due
Stomach empty, 'bout to put some rappers on the menu
You don't know the half of the half that I been through
N***a, I'm just tryna chase a bag 'cause my—
(N***a, I'm just tryna chase a bag 'cause my—)
[Outro]
Rent's due
Your rent's due, motherfucker
And don't be pullin' that fallin'-down-the-stairs shit on me, you hear?
Are you conscious?