Big Sean & Hit-Boy - Chaos lyrics

[Intro] (Hit-Boy) Yeah (Woah, woah) Make you a million and make you a hunnid' more Boy, for real, boy [Chorus] Starin' at fate I'm in the lead and I'm breakin' away (Way) She want me now but I'm makin' her wait (Wait) I'm at the table, a thousand a plate How you gon' tell me this isn't a date? I'm down the street from the Denzel estate (Swerve) Right 'round the corner from Babyface Not my dawg Babyface Ray, I mean the Babyface [Verse 1] I don't give a fu*k about playin' it safe Surveillance the way that they runnin' my tapes Got hoes in a craze likе the old B2K (Oh) Chaos whenevеr I touch down, no brakes (Yeah) Me and HB, it's an instant slapper An instant plaque, a system crash I pitched it black and risked the max And anything less, I can't live with that (Yeah) Hunger for more and I still got the cravin' What you know 'bout when the walls get to cavin'? (Huh?) What you know 'bout stayin' solid and patient And workin' out kinks before kinks work their way in? Don't even believe what you say when you say it More focused on makin' it than makin' statements (Statements) Everybody 'round me elevated Yeah, I'm guessin' the vibe is contagious (Let's go) [Chorus] Starin' at fate I'm in the lead and I'm breakin' away (Way) If you not workin', you takin' up space I'm at the table, a thousand a plate How you gon' tell me this isn't a date? (Swerve) I'm down the street from the Denzel estate (Swerve) Right 'round the corner from Babyface Not my dawg Babyface Ray, I mean (Swerve) [Refrain] Hol' up, take this sh*t where I wanna go (sh*t where I wanna go) Make you a million then make you a hunnid more (Hunnid, I pray) They prayin' I stop 'cause that's what they need the most (For real) Big Cuban link 'round my neck on C-3PO (Big Cuban link 'round my neck on C-3PO) I fell asleep at the top, why they sleepin' on me? (Sleep) In the mirror where I see my only friend and opponent (I see it) Can't run up on us, it's too much confetti on us (No way) I know money ain't everything, fu*k it, we still want it, b*tch (b*tch) [Verse 2] I'm one of one, ho, it ain't no re-rockin' (Hey) I said what I said and I'm standin' on top of it (Hey) Gas up my b*tch just to boost her confidence She throwin' fits at me just like my closet (Rich) I never got rich countin' someone else pockets (On God) Addicted to C-notes, I went up an octave Strategically movin', to win, only option b*tch, I ain't forcin', the holiday season, I'm covered in ornaments This ain't a tour, this a tournament (Woah) If I was stuck in a room with your sh*t on repeat Then that sh*t would be torturous Straight from the source of it Found God, and I'm sourcin' it (Mm) Whatever it takes to have more of it (Yeah) It's mine 'til I'm bored with it, b*tch (b*tch) [Refrain] Take this sh*t where I wanna go (Straight up) Make you a million and make you a hunnid more (Brrr) They prayin' I stop 'cause that's what they need the most (I know) Big Cuban link 'round my neck on C-3PO (Big Cuban link 'round my neck on C-3PO) I fell asleep at the top, why they sleepin' on me? (God) In the mirror where I see my only friend and opponent (For real) Can't run up on us, it's too much confetti on us (Confetti) I know money ain't everything, fu*k it, we still want it [Outro] Woo, yeah, fu*k you expect, b*tch? (Still want it) What up though, Hit? (Still want it) Ayy, tell 'em quit playin' with my fu*kin' name too, for real I had to one up that score, you know? That Don Life sh*t Carry on, yeah, for real