No Chill by Reid Berger Lyrics

[Verse: Reid Berger]
Bringing back the chill
Meghan trainer of the rap game
Bring booty back
This shit never be the same
Sure the fame seems so lame
But I conquered when I came
Tame a Great Dane and go play the same game

I play games with your heart
Like I'm in the Olympics
I turn our days into art
With music and lyrics
I used to know you
But then I saw that shit wack
I thought I loved you
But that shit was way back
I thought I cared too
But that shit was kinda slack
It was always me and you
Then I started counting racks
Now I got bands
I'm a bigger boss than sans now, bitch
[Chorus: Reid Berger]
I ain’t wanna feel chill
I just wanna feel no feels
Fuck the bullshit, I’m real, so real
I’m a devil, about to make some deals
I ain’t wanna feel chill
I just wanna feel no feels
Stop your playing, I’m real so real
Got a girl, she a snack, she a meal

I ain’t wanna feel chill
I just wanna feel no feels
Fuck the bullshit, I’m real, so real
I’m a devil, about to make some deals
I ain’t wanna feel chill
I just wanna feel no feels
Stop your playing, I’m real so real
Got a girl, she a snack, she a meal

[Verse: BraydenTv]
Hey, yeah, uh
I ain’t got no chill, I ain’t know how to feel
Got nothing to lose, as dangerous as Shaquille
I’m real, no fake shit in the build
Everything I do, yeah it’s out of left field
I ain’t stop, spit rhymes like a Glock
Call Scotty cause I’m king of the block
I’m a star treat this shit like it’s rock
Merch sold out, it is not in stock
The dessert more chill than me
Fuck a static, I’m BraydenTv
Fuck a habit, I keep it 180
But I ain’t slow, yeah I’m on a roll
100% yeah there’s no toll
I don’t care, no not about her, or him
I don’t care, cause everything is grim
Don’t worry bout a thing, yea no sublim
I’m in the moment, yea I always own it
[Chorus: BraydenTv]
I ain’t wanna feel chill
I just wanna feel no feel
Fuck the bullshit, I’m real, so real
I’m a devil, about to make some deals
I ain’t wanna feel chill
I just wanna feel no feel
Stop your playing, I’m real so real
Got a girl, she a snack, she a meal

I just wanna feel chill
I just wanna feel no feels
Fuck the bullshit, I’m real, so real
I’m a devil, about to make some deals

[Chorus: Reid Berger & BraydenTv]
I ain’t wanna feel chill
I just wanna feel no feels
Stop your playing, I’m real so real
Got a girl, she a snack, she a meal

[Outro: BraydenTv]
Yea that was, that was good
I gotta go