Chase Mine

[Verse 1:]

Lately I been on my rap shit

Had to stop singing for a while I'm back bitch

Taking niggas easter baskets, talking cash shit

Taking niggas hoes too, I know you heard bout last year

Come back here this Ralph, feel it cashmere

Let me whisper something in your left ear

Shit got you harder than a brick yeah

Watch cost brick fare huh

Your watch don't tick tock huh

You ain't bought your kids a kids meal huh

Fuck outta here, you must think I'm dumb

You be perping on the net, you know you dead wrong

You know perping like you sipping purple popping pills

Perky, perky wakey, wakey it is 7:30 in the fucking morning

I was into Smacks nigga, I was not a Lucky Charmer

Yeah nigga, run this back don't forget the fucking charm

How much for a verse nigga? Your head and a fucking arm

Ducks dont quack, ok leave his head in the pond

Niggas can't make bail, go to jail they tell

End up locked all them years for what

All them fake ass friends and they fake ass words

Fake ass furs you are hanging on coat tails

[Chorus:]

Life is but a dream, I gotta chase mine

They say life is but a dream, I gotta chase mine

They say life is but a dream, I gotta chase mine

And they life say is but a dream, I gotta chase mine

[Verse 2:]

Lately I been on my fresh shit, and it ain't bout the designer it's about who wearing the shit

Making music wonder if these people feeling my shit

Like are you hearing this shit

Blood sweat tears in this shit

I get pregnant shit it's life I ain't killing my kids

That was random I'm just sharing things I disagree with

We all human, we all got secrets

Where you get that fit from I can't tell you it's illegal

Flyer than a bitch, feeling like an eagle

Too much grease see you're more like a seagull

Lot of rappers see through, I don't care bout no features

Cause I make my own music that's really why I started singing

I figured I could do my own hooks, write my own rhymes in my notebook

See I know I got the image down pat, Ima drop my own shoe and have Finishline packed

I always been the one they ask you think you all that

If I don't think I'm all that, who the fuck gon think it

Gun to your head yeah what's the procedure

We gon catch that nigga, we gon wide receive'em

You can hide from bullets, you can't hide from Jesus

And the older I get the more I see myself preaching

What the fuck were thinking? Bitch is you thinking

She focused, no blinking

She got a vision

[Chorus:]

Life is but a dream, I gotta chase mine

They say Life is but a dream, I gotta chase mine

They say Life is but a dream, I gotta chase mine

And they Life say is but a dream, I gotta chase mine

[Outro:]

Lately I been on my rap shit

Had to stop singing for a while I'm back bitch