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ChalkTalk Video (MV)




Performed By: Andres Daniel
Language: English
Length: 2:40
Written by: Andres Bustamante




Andres Daniel - ChalkTalk Lyrics
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I'm f*ckin sick of all this shit
F*ck the state and let me live
I just got creative freedom lemme just create a pit
I'm just negative (Yuh)
You just fake as shit (Yuh)
Y'all some hypocrites
I got so mad I made a list
And 1
Number 2
Number 3
No number you
We been numbers in a crew
You been saw what we been thru
Number 1
Number 2
Who the f*ck even are you
Who the f*ck even are you
Man I'm okay now how about you
Conversation skills are always up
Belt is tight my shirt is tucked
9 to 5 up on the dot
Man sike as f*ck bitch I won't clock (Yuh)
I lose my mind in my sleep (Yuh)
I lost my mind in my teens (Yuh)
I lose my mind in my sleep (Yuh)
F*cked up a cut guillotine
I'm not entertained and yall are so fake
Everything that you f*ckin say is so great
If everything that I f*ckin say is so great
Then maybe you should read me back a line everyday
(Yuh)
What the f*ck do you mean
I do not f*ckin see
I do not f*ckin leave
I will not f*ckin be what it is that you want me to be
Now
What
The
F*ck
Is it
That you don't understand
I said it in a million ways for you but bitch you are on my land
And 1
Number 2
Who the f*ck even are you
We were one we were not two
I'm okay now how about you
Now
What
The
F*ck
Is it
That you don't understand
I said it in a million ways for you but bitch you are on my land
And 1
Number 2
Who the f*ck even are you
We were one we were not two
I'm okay now how about you
And that's the f*ckin last time that
I will f*ckin add you back everything
That you put me through 8 years down the drain for that
But that's all good you bought a car
You need to learn to drive-you're always parked
Drive yourself back to a school you dumbass clown named Major Harp
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I'm f*ckin sick of all this shit
F*ck the state and let me live
I just got creative freedom lemme just create a pit
I'm just negative (Yuh)
You just fake as shit (Yuh)
Y'all some hypocrites
I got so mad I made a list
And 1
Number 2
Number 3
No number you
We been numbers in a crew
You been saw what we been thru
Number 1
Number 2
Who the f*ck even are you
Who the f*ck even are you
Man I'm okay now how about you
Conversation skills are always up
Belt is tight my shirt is tucked
9 to 5 up on the dot
Man sike as f*ck bitch I won't clock (Yuh)
I lose my mind in my sleep (Yuh)
I lost my mind in my teens (Yuh)
I lose my mind in my sleep (Yuh)
F*cked up a cut guillotine
I'm not entertained and yall are so fake
Everything that you f*ckin say is so great
If everything that I f*ckin say is so great
Then maybe you should read me back a line everyday
(Yuh)
What the f*ck do you mean
I do not f*ckin see
I do not f*ckin leave
I will not f*ckin be what it is that you want me to be
Now
What
The
F*ck
Is it
That you don't understand
I said it in a million ways for you but bitch you are on my land
And 1
Number 2
Who the f*ck even are you
We were one we were not two
I'm okay now how about you
Now
What
The
F*ck
Is it
That you don't understand
I said it in a million ways for you but bitch you are on my land
And 1
Number 2
Who the f*ck even are you
We were one we were not two
I'm okay now how about you
And that's the f*ckin last time that
I will f*ckin add you back everything
That you put me through 8 years down the drain for that
But that's all good you bought a car
You need to learn to drive-you're always parked
Drive yourself back to a school you dumbass clown named Major Harp
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Writer: Andres Bustamante
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