Chancelor Bennett (nacido Abril 16, 1993), mejor conocido bajo el nombre Chance The Rapper, es un cantante de hip-hop americano proveniente del vecindario Chatham de Chicago, Illinois. En 2013, empezó a ganar reconocimiento masivo gracias al lanzamiento de su segundo mixtape Acid Rap.
¡Cuatro años de duro trabajo!Este mes de mayo cumplimos cuatro años al aire. Seguimos trabajando en la difusión de este maravilloso instrumento, ¡gracias por participar en nuestra historia!
[Hook: Chance The Rapper] BmD Let's land in the land where the Famo stay D A1 Grind all day til the fam okay D A1 It still warm my heart to hear my grandma pray ABm For the fam of my friends when my mans go away (x2)
[Verse 1: Vic Mensa] BmD Turn the radio up and we can have a good time D A1 Got me feeling like J.J. on Good Times D A1 Back when Thelma had that ass, off the fam good ABm My sister said she likes my raps cause it sounds good BmD Told me not to cut corners, use to cut quarters D A1 Sitting in the room, on the phone, cooking up orders D A1 Till my pops popped me off, that was family matters ABm Used to watch him in the kitchen sipping Sammy Adams BmD Now I'm rollin', iPhone Stolen D A1 Mama whip with 5 of my guys, 4 holdin' D A1 Trying to live our lives like our lives are so golden ABm Got big shoes to fill like try go bowling BmD Til we strike out, we just hoping we don't strike out D A1 4th quarter, how you gon go and take Mike out? D A1 Summertime Chi, I had to pull the bike out ABm Riding getting nice cause it's nice out
BmD Let's land in the land where the Famo stay D A1 Grind all day til the fam okay D A1 It still warm my heart to hear my grandma pray ABm For the fam of my friends when my mans go away (x2)
[Verse 2: Chance The Rapper] BmD Don't wake up, don't wake up, don't wake up too fast D A1 Don't make up your mind, you should flake on that class D A1 Sing all you want, just don't Drake on they ass ABm Shore you got drive, don't turn fake on they ass BmD Good morning, good raps, good morrow, good luck D A1 Tonight you could blow, tomorrow you suck D A1 Bizarro, my carro, I borrowed from Chuck ABm A new SLR and Ferrarro deluxe BmD No money for the meter when I'm parkin' em D A1 Gassed than a bitch no car with him D A1 ABm Market him, tell him that he's buzzing like a game of operation with Parkinsons BmD Young kid rappers, kidnappers D A1 Young whipper snapper that will whip past ya D A1 Will get at you, come get at you ABm Wanna break ya off, Come Kit-Kat you
BmD Let's land in the land where the Famo stay D A1 Grind all day til the fam okay D A1 It still warm my heart to hear my grandma pray ABm For the fam of my friends when my mans go away (x8)