Kid - Chalkzone Lyrics

Who's got the chalk?
KiD's got the chalk
Who's got the chalk?
KiD's got the chalk
Said who's got the chalk?
KiD's got the chalk
Huh, Yeah, Yeah

Came to rock the boat, why my flow so wavy
Speaking country grammar cause Atlanta made me
Wasn't supposed to make it I'm the Dirty South rebel
Taking flight like an angel, but got watch for the devil
My lyrics hot as the hell, but you know the heavens sent it
Tryna teach the kings to own the block instead of rent it
I ain't got a lot but the KiD ain't finished
Till I pull off in the foreign with windows tinted
But I ain't here to flex the people tired of that
Fell in love with the arts, I'm perfecting my craft
On the road to greatness only cause of my truth
Can't deny the passion coming out of the booth
But, some people trade their life for a bankroll
Gave up on passion for the pesos
Found mine and I'm still getting paid hoe
Keeping it real why I still getting plays though
Made it by being myself, huh
I can't be nobody else, huh
Prodigy with some dreams
Of being the best but not for the C.R.E.A.M
I was born alone, imma die alone
Got royalty in my chromosomes
Going down as the self-made artist
Who made it on top by working the hardest

KiD's got the chalk
I think these niggas mad
Walking what I'm talking
Got these lil rappers looking sad
Fell in love with this high
And it ain't no going back
Writing verses with this chalk
Now the KiD's in his bag
KiD's got the chalk
I think these niggas mad
Walking what I'm talking
Got these lil rappers looking sad
Fell in love with this high
And it ain't no going back
Writing verses with this chalk
Now the KiD's in his bag

Since a youngin, eighteen meant going to college
Momma and Dad wanted me to get knowledge
Now I'm a teacher my life is bout lessons
Where good and bad days are a blessing
I was six years old, putting Picasso to shame
But who cares about art, when school's pimping my brain
Carrot on a stick, but they call it success
Dangled right in my face while I'm buried in debt
Born gifted with talent that's undeniable
Murder every beat but not liable
Found my own way out the struggle
Imagination helped hustle
Got sore for the muscles
Made it in college no huddle
Pressure my bae and we cuddle
I'm chasing the life that I'm destined
By climbing a ladder of blessings
Dying to live while they living to die
Hate can't reach me, stars live in the sky
Making my mark, the world is my canvas
Using my art, not boxed in like Kansas
Live out the life made for you
Heart is the only thing that'll stay true
Don't follow the money, and things than gleam
Just be who you are... and follow your dreams

KiD's got the chalk
I think these niggas mad
Walking what I'm talking
Got these lil rappers looking sad
Fell in love with this high
And it ain't no going back
I'm writing verses with this chalk
Now the KiD's in his bag
KiD's got the chalk
I think these niggas mad
Walking what I'm talking
Got these lil rappers looking sad
Fell in love with this high
And it ain't no going back
I'm writing verses with this chalk
Now the KiD's in his bag

Follow your dreams
You killing me smalls
Follow your dreams