Derk ChapTrz and M.C. Don - Brand New

Aye new year new shit all these fuck niggas we gone do it for y'all
My nigga Derk Chap in this bitch
My nigga Don in this bitch, We Lit

Shoutout to Doug for the intro. Here I go. Chap Look
Aye brand new me equipped with style so exclusive
Haters come my way I juke em so elusive
Moving with a quickness I'm on to the next
I project next year is the year of the flex
Ballin' out of control and steppin' on these next
Making boss moves without me even breaking a sweat
How he do it like cheat codes press up, down, X
Looking at em like it's obvious what else you expect
Just a preview let it be known it's something in the making
With meditation good vibes bad thoughts erasing
So what they saying Derk Chap can't make it
I am who I am and you can't take it
So gone and face it my dude you basic laughing in the face of them
People that you stay with
All I'm portraying is something amazing
Outta control with flows like a beast left caged in

I'm brand new I got a style and it's brand new
I plan to leave it all where I can and do
What I gotta do it takes a lot of proof to tell the truth
I don't really care it can be the streets or the booth
I'm brand new I got a style and it's brand new
I plan to leave it all where I can and do
What I gotta do it takes a lot of proof to tell the truth
It don't really matter it can be the streets or the booth

Now I done told y'all niggas once. I'mma tell y'all niggas twice
But I ain't gone tell y'all niggas three times
This some new shit this some brand new shit ya feel me
(Yea mane) we gone do this shit different
Moving a little different, big money shit, slight work shit ya feel me
It's the motherfucking Don don't forget the M.C.
man aye let me get on this joint one time

Derk Chap ate the beat
Like a fat bitch in the kitchen nigga I can't wait to eat
Perfection is the goal so I welcome all critiques
But I hate niggas in my business so I keep my art discreet
My heart is where it starts before my brain wakes up from sleep
Then I put in its place because my pain ain't cheap
Gotta watch who you feed cause too many niggas like to leech
I'd offer food for thought but niggas brains is obsolete
So I just keep it pushing stay in my lane cause niggas crooked
If I'm plain then its a flight and just know yo bitch booked it
Niggas asking how I got the juice I ain't ask bitch I took it
What the fuck I look like needing respect from a pussy
these Muggsy Bogues built niggas could never over look me
I'm too bold will never fold Now it make sense why they should book me
And yo girl be on my line I got no time I'm out the country
And they so easy please believe me a batting range how they throw pussy
But I'm so cool they keep watching trying to figure out how I move
A grown man these kids trying to imitate what I do
These niggas flexing like they got it no David Blaine it's an illusion
My shit really hitting hard get concussed cause confusion
And yeah I hear the hate I just find that shit amusing
Put me in a straight jacket it's insane what I'm doing
Taking names and slicing veins yeah the game is what I'm killing
They say good guys finish last so fuck it I'll play the villain nigga

Yea ah ha ha. Y'all thought this nigga was playing the good guy this nigga the villain
Aye but I'mma stop talking cause track two is up next

Written by:
Derrick Barnett, Quin McDonald

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