Whisper In The Wind

The streets sayin' that Chapo on some big things Big nigga, so you know I came with some big dreams Tryna make it out, man, you know the streets real mean My niggas don't want water, man, they'd rather go and sip lean Man, I'm tryna go and stuff a quarter in these ripped jeans Y'all can keep the junkies, man, I only want the rich fiends $80, three-five, taste it when you hit these Anytime you see Chapo, you know I throw threes I can make the work disappear like I'm Criss Angel Gold medal shit when I rap, bitch, I'm Kurt Angle You can make any bitch cum, you hit the right angle I'm out here servin' chicken to these niggas like I'm Bojangles I had to go and cut some niggas off, they only told fables Never turnin' on my brothers, bitch, I'm not Kane and Abel I'ma make an M anyway if I'm fuckin' able Yeah, I rap, but I don't give a f*ck about damn label When I hit the blunt, f*ck the stars, I'm in Yodieland I been on the road so long like the Michelin man Niggas say I'm winnin', they tryna come diss me again Quiet when they see me, but the toughest when they on the gram I don't run from shit, we got sticks on the Sprinter van Nigga run up, pop, pop, we done hit them again In every situation, R3LLCHAP is the bigger man But niggas dumb as hell if they think he ain't spinnin' again Uh, man, I'm tryna have rich problems The ice dancin' too much, that bitch TikTokin I got all these hoes callin' me Big Poppa Feelin' like the goat, R3LLCHAP, Chris Wallace Like I said, I'm on big things, I got big dreams Tryna leave the state, take my bitch to the Maldives Now I got pape, everybody want a quick piece If you ain't come around when I was down, you can hold these