Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Going Nowhere , by - Chill Bump. Release date: 31.10.2019
Song language: English
Going Nowhere |
| Born to strive, I‘ll always thrive |
| Rap is my morning drive |
| I recall being all deprived |
| Now I write songs and perform ‘em live |
| I‘ve toured and flied across borders, I‘ve |
| Crowd-surfed, done all sorts of dives |
| Dimes faint when touching my jordan fives |
| Our name is buzzing like hornet hives |
| C.H.I double L, you know how the name is spelt |
| Chill Bump we done made ourself |
| A name without a dumb label‘s help |
| Microphones, we done made ‘em melt |
| Turned turntables to piles of ash |
| My crew bout the craft |
| As long as Bankal got a new sound to blast: |
| Pass my pad and two pounds of hash |
| And move out our path, cause you clowns is ass |
| Dudes‘ styles is wack, your new album‘s trash |
| The blind lead the blind, and whose down to last? |
| See, we bound to stay and you bound to pass… |
| And I know the name will live on the day my clique gone |
| I guess I am blessed like Drake and Big Sean |
| But glad that our lives ain‘t a sitcom that they can pick on |
| We ain‘t wanna make a hit song |
| To embrace the fame and create a shitstorm |
| We just wanna travel, play then get gone |
| Get paid to rap and live safely, withdrawn |
| Live calmly, nothing fancy |
| We authentic and that‘s what the fans see |
| Fuck trends, you know we don‘t care |
| Up in this bitch and ain‘t going nowhere |
| Oh yeah… |
| Fuck what they say. |
| We here to stay |
| Up in this bitch and ain‘t going ain‘t going ain‘t |
| Up in this bitch and ain‘t going no, going no |
| Up in this bitch and ain‘t going ain‘t going ain‘t |
| Up in this bitch and ain‘t going nowhere. |
| Oh yeah… |
| Props to kids who copped my disc |
| Who got my name on their top five list |
| Top of the line, y‘all got my gist? |
| We got rhymes to make you drop lifeless |
| Your squad‘s signed, but they ain‘t hot like this |
| Y‘all shining, but the plot might twist |
| I leave rappers in the spotlight pissed |
| Ain‘t a mean asshole that can block my fist |
| Peace to you fans who keep compiling |
| These tracks like they some unique compoundings |
| Fiending every time we release these albums |
| Guaranteed, there won‘t be nothing weak about ‘em |
| Beat after beat, keep your speakers pounding |
| Theme after theme, we leave people wilding |
| B and I are beasts, we be styling |
| We the foulest team since Zeke and Shaolin |
| And we all about quality over quantity |
| That‘s what we stand for, we growing constantly |
| No pressure, it ain‘t no anomily |
| Fuck a fake front that‘s what no one wants from me |
| Fuck fame and your fake ass fantacy |
| We authentic and that‘s what the fans can see |
| Fuck trends, you know we don‘t care |
| We up in this bitch and ain‘t going nowhere |
| Oh yeah… |
| Fuck what they say. |
| We here to stay |
| Up in this bitch and ain‘t going ain‘t going ain‘t |
| Up in this bitch and ain‘t going no, going no |
| Up in this bitch and ain‘t going ain‘t going ain‘t |
| Up in this bitch and ain‘t going nowhere. |
| Oh yeah… |