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Chillin' (feat. Cyru$) Video (MV)




Performed By: NuKarma
Language: English
Length: 3:34
Written by: Cameron Burt, Cyrus Corbin




NuKarma - Chillin' (feat. Cyru$) Lyrics




Maybe worried so they ask what I'm on
I be chilling shorty
Feel the breeze
Blowing
A lot people talking loving to front
Not me I be on it
They be worried so they ask what I'm on
I be chilling shorty
Feel the breeze
Blowing
A lot people talking loving to front
Not me I be on it

Don't worry bout I
I just be cooling n chilling
Lean back n start feeling the vibe
Snakes in disguise
Keep my grass low
Like the fade
Ain't getting me paid
Then you wasting my time
Nah
Guess Ya Punch drunk
But that don't make me piss
Till heads turning like exorcist
Imma keep grinding
Progress on my mind and
Patiently waiting on the time
When I get it
Know I got it
Too worried bout mine
They steady be
Watching me
Clocking me
Hol
Hol up
I'm
Cut from a different cloth
Guess it's my jeans
Nah-mean
So it seems
Must got me mistaken
Bro say you gotta know yo worth
Only promised death and taxes not even a hearse
Who Living wit one foot in the grave
I'm knee deep in a verse
Day dreaming at work
Like
I'm sitting unbothered
Was chill in Impala
Now tenting Honda
Do this for my mama
Shout out to fam
We cooling no fan
Some eyes they haters to me they all fans
Well damn
I'm bout it
I get it
Still visions
Of counting a digits
Ain't seeing a
Blond locks in the kitchen
But betting they all a bear witness
Chill

Maybe worried so they ask what I'm on
I be chilling shorty
Feel the breeze
Blowing
A lot people talking loving to front
Not me I be on it
They be worried so they ask what I'm on
I be chilling shorty
Feel the breeze
Blowing
A lot people talking loving to front
Not me I be on it

They like
Who the hell is this
Walking in with this motherf*ckin limp
Oh shit do or die Poe pimp
That's Cy
He just walked in with somebody bitch that's why
Signature room what's on the menu
Pretty waitress steady giving me the signal
Plenty hatred from these n****s gon continue
Round my neck
Cold like an igloo
Im behind the tint sharp as a pencil
You peeping and spying I can see you through the window
Behind the tints with the window cracked
The only thing you see is my hat
I'm flee everything on me match
Back up camera I can see how you coming
Back up camera I can see when you coming
I can see if you too close and need to scoot back
Get money stay out the way
Lately my skies been to gray
These n*****s hate that's ok
Imma still collect them blue faces
These hoes be acting up
These n****s be acting up wit em
These n****s they gossip like women
Side bo from the Go motherf*cker lets get it

Maybe worried so they ask what I'm on
I be chilling shorty
Feel the breeze
Blowing
A lot people talking loving to front
Not me I be on it
They be worried so they ask what I'm on
I be chilling shorty
Feel the breeze blowing
A lot people talking loving to front
Not me I be on it
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Maybe worried so they ask what I'm on
I be chilling shorty
Feel the breeze
Blowing
A lot people talking loving to front
Not me I be on it
They be worried so they ask what I'm on
I be chilling shorty
Feel the breeze
Blowing
A lot people talking loving to front
Not me I be on it

Don't worry bout I
I just be cooling n chilling
Lean back n start feeling the vibe
Snakes in disguise
Keep my grass low
Like the fade
Ain't getting me paid
Then you wasting my time
Nah
Guess Ya Punch drunk
But that don't make me piss
Till heads turning like exorcist
Imma keep grinding
Progress on my mind and
Patiently waiting on the time
When I get it
Know I got it
Too worried bout mine
They steady be
Watching me
Clocking me
Hol
Hol up
I'm
Cut from a different cloth
Guess it's my jeans
Nah-mean
So it seems
Must got me mistaken
Bro say you gotta know yo worth
Only promised death and taxes not even a hearse
Who Living wit one foot in the grave
I'm knee deep in a verse
Day dreaming at work
Like
I'm sitting unbothered
Was chill in Impala
Now tenting Honda
Do this for my mama
Shout out to fam
We cooling no fan
Some eyes they haters to me they all fans
Well damn
I'm bout it
I get it
Still visions
Of counting a digits
Ain't seeing a
Blond locks in the kitchen
But betting they all a bear witness
Chill

Maybe worried so they ask what I'm on
I be chilling shorty
Feel the breeze
Blowing
A lot people talking loving to front
Not me I be on it
They be worried so they ask what I'm on
I be chilling shorty
Feel the breeze
Blowing
A lot people talking loving to front
Not me I be on it

They like
Who the hell is this
Walking in with this motherf*ckin limp
Oh shit do or die Poe pimp
That's Cy
He just walked in with somebody bitch that's why
Signature room what's on the menu
Pretty waitress steady giving me the signal
Plenty hatred from these n****s gon continue
Round my neck
Cold like an igloo
Im behind the tint sharp as a pencil
You peeping and spying I can see you through the window
Behind the tints with the window cracked
The only thing you see is my hat
I'm flee everything on me match
Back up camera I can see how you coming
Back up camera I can see when you coming
I can see if you too close and need to scoot back
Get money stay out the way
Lately my skies been to gray
These n*****s hate that's ok
Imma still collect them blue faces
These hoes be acting up
These n****s be acting up wit em
These n****s they gossip like women
Side bo from the Go motherf*cker lets get it

Maybe worried so they ask what I'm on
I be chilling shorty
Feel the breeze
Blowing
A lot people talking loving to front
Not me I be on it
They be worried so they ask what I'm on
I be chilling shorty
Feel the breeze blowing
A lot people talking loving to front
Not me I be on it
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Writer: Cameron Burt, Cyrus Corbin
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