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In Love With It (feat. Jujuggin) Video (MV)




Performed By: Chris Amat
Language: English
Length: 2:54
Written by: Chris Amat




Chris Amat - In Love With It (feat. Jujuggin) Lyrics




In love with this art, this ain't never no faking
Keep my head down and I'm never complacent
Made me a plate, now they wanna come take it
Never, try it again

Chef in the kitchen, he frying again
You playing the loop while I'm dying to win
I step in the scene and I'm lighting it in
Yeah, yeah, yeah

Ready for war no matter the battle
Call me stone cold cause I never get rattled
God threw me a boat so I had to go paddle
Adjusting the like adjusting a saddle

Stand on my own while you herd with the cattle
Ain't no Missed Dribbles , it's far from a travel
Don't call this luck, we ain't playing no raffle
This was never no luck

Very big difference from lucky and blessed
Pennin these verses while no one's impressed
Stuck in my head while I'm feeling depressed
Also to mention the add-on stress

But damn, f*ck it, I got it
Mom wanted college but it's far from an option
Had to keep popping before I was poppin
Grabbed the pen, now they all moving caution

Passing these rappers, I ain't telling em pardon
Stick to the core with everything falling
Floors keep growing while others dissolvin
Don't hang around people that never evolving

Waiting my turn, lil bro, I've been starving
Stay on your feet, they always be watching
They prey on that moment the minute you fallin
Watching my goals, man, it costs to get crawlin

Do it for me and not for the act
People be speaking and beefing off that
Cannot be me, I just stay in my lane
Gotta achieve something from out of the pain

Keep up the grind no matter how long that it takes
Ain't talking Ruth, they don't know what's at steak
Steven A. Smith, I'm the first with the take
Just like Mayfield, I get nice with the bake

Yall pussy, don't know about the pain and the struggle
Down on my dick so I had to go hustle
Keep me a gun, I ain't using my knuckles
She throwing that pussy, I don't wanna f*ck her

Dropping the deuce so the cover comes open
Pass me the bag and I swear I won't fumble
Money come in, I go spoil my mother
Moving in silence, don't get you in trouble

Draco, I'm auto, my baby got double D's
Getting that KC, you know I got hella cheese
Just Met yo, bitch, she already on a knee
Pop me a perc, nigga, feeling like Hercules

Got me a chop and it sting you like Bumblebee
Ain't bout the money, that nigga don't talk to me
Laugh at you pussies, y'all niggas a mockery
Pinkable bills like we playing Monopoly

At times I questioned if this was for me
But then I said back to myself and I think
If I'm okay with watching another man
Striving and living my dream

Building a life for the girl of my dreams
Done with the sidelines and all of the screens structuring all of my better routines
Do it for me and for all of the team

So here's the first step, don't talk about Motion and if you don't even got it
Talk about money, you don't make a profit
Three, be claiming you're real when the fake shit is obvious
And with the can, I knock up his conscience

Five, how you expecting the truth without being truthful to your audience
Six, think before you act or you'll suffer the consequences
Bam, in love with this art, this ain't never no faking
Keep my head down and I'm never complacent

Made me a plate, now they wanna come take it
Never try it again, chef in the kitchen, he frying again
You playing the lose while I'm dying to win
I step in the scene and I'm lighting it in
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In love with this art, this ain't never no faking
Keep my head down and I'm never complacent
Made me a plate, now they wanna come take it
Never, try it again

Chef in the kitchen, he frying again
You playing the loop while I'm dying to win
I step in the scene and I'm lighting it in
Yeah, yeah, yeah

Ready for war no matter the battle
Call me stone cold cause I never get rattled
God threw me a boat so I had to go paddle
Adjusting the like adjusting a saddle

Stand on my own while you herd with the cattle
Ain't no Missed Dribbles , it's far from a travel
Don't call this luck, we ain't playing no raffle
This was never no luck

Very big difference from lucky and blessed
Pennin these verses while no one's impressed
Stuck in my head while I'm feeling depressed
Also to mention the add-on stress

But damn, f*ck it, I got it
Mom wanted college but it's far from an option
Had to keep popping before I was poppin
Grabbed the pen, now they all moving caution

Passing these rappers, I ain't telling em pardon
Stick to the core with everything falling
Floors keep growing while others dissolvin
Don't hang around people that never evolving

Waiting my turn, lil bro, I've been starving
Stay on your feet, they always be watching
They prey on that moment the minute you fallin
Watching my goals, man, it costs to get crawlin

Do it for me and not for the act
People be speaking and beefing off that
Cannot be me, I just stay in my lane
Gotta achieve something from out of the pain

Keep up the grind no matter how long that it takes
Ain't talking Ruth, they don't know what's at steak
Steven A. Smith, I'm the first with the take
Just like Mayfield, I get nice with the bake

Yall pussy, don't know about the pain and the struggle
Down on my dick so I had to go hustle
Keep me a gun, I ain't using my knuckles
She throwing that pussy, I don't wanna f*ck her

Dropping the deuce so the cover comes open
Pass me the bag and I swear I won't fumble
Money come in, I go spoil my mother
Moving in silence, don't get you in trouble

Draco, I'm auto, my baby got double D's
Getting that KC, you know I got hella cheese
Just Met yo, bitch, she already on a knee
Pop me a perc, nigga, feeling like Hercules

Got me a chop and it sting you like Bumblebee
Ain't bout the money, that nigga don't talk to me
Laugh at you pussies, y'all niggas a mockery
Pinkable bills like we playing Monopoly

At times I questioned if this was for me
But then I said back to myself and I think
If I'm okay with watching another man
Striving and living my dream

Building a life for the girl of my dreams
Done with the sidelines and all of the screens structuring all of my better routines
Do it for me and for all of the team

So here's the first step, don't talk about Motion and if you don't even got it
Talk about money, you don't make a profit
Three, be claiming you're real when the fake shit is obvious
And with the can, I knock up his conscience

Five, how you expecting the truth without being truthful to your audience
Six, think before you act or you'll suffer the consequences
Bam, in love with this art, this ain't never no faking
Keep my head down and I'm never complacent

Made me a plate, now they wanna come take it
Never try it again, chef in the kitchen, he frying again
You playing the lose while I'm dying to win
I step in the scene and I'm lighting it in
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