Chris Hovers - Tyro Lyrics

Yeah
Whoa
Hovers
This is that new shit
Nigga you already muhf*ckin knew this
I am the new kid
Had to go and learn the game now Im schoolin
What do you mean I am boolin?
F*ck out my face bitch Im coolin I just be foolin
I am a regular student whoa
Bitch got me kidding like I am a rugrat
The world has no teacher I'll sub that
My main question: where the love at?
Im tryyn eat so where the grub at?
It's lunch time thats the sub cap
Spinning beats like rocks in a hub cap
But I am the Rolling Stone
F*ck are we supposed to condone. No
I cannot change the culture alone
We can make people feel home
Instead of feeling on they own. Oh
So now that you think you grown. Aye
You make your own decisions. Whoa
Best believe they goin be strong. Whoa
You gotta hit em wit precision. Yea
Knock down all of your obstacles and try to avoid collision
Don't stay on the block forever cuz niggas will look at you like you a pigeon
Same niggas looking at the paper but they realize the long division
Hate getting carried over the top more niggas becoming equivalents
The shit just might give you the shivers
Im flowing like a cold river
Instead of floating Im the fisher
Tryyna make all of the figures
Aiming at all of the stigmas
Oh my god I'm in this business. Whoa!
Come and be my f*cking witness
Look how my music delivers
Cutting Beats like a piece of mind just remember that this f*cking beat is mine
I produced it by my own self with my own time on my own grind nigga no sunshine but I made it!

I made it! I made it! Yeah
Made it! I made it! I made it!
Give me all of that shit! Cuz I made it!
I made it! I made it!
Best believe that I made it!

Whoa! Chris Hovers is the tyro
I got wings like Spyro
Never born into the purple...knew to use my f*cking mind though
Had to start using my code
Could've made a f*cking typo
Said f*ck the bullshit and traffic
I Ubering straight to my goals

This is the new start nigga
Whoa
I am the new art nigga
You in a zoo cart nigga
Whoa. Whoa. Whoa. Whoa
Whoa