Chase It
"GWAY"
How you gone sleep on the bag I told you my nigga get up and go chase it
My momma told me stop cursing in rhymes I got you so I'm funna change it
I tell all my guys if we have a problem we'll put that boy face on a pavement
No you cannot walk a mile in my shoes my sneaks cuz only I laced em
I look to the skies I look to the heavens God tell me my daddy reached safe
I know that he did I'm not funna trip I tell em just save me a space
Buy momma a crib by JJ a whip cuz she'll look nice in a rafe
I pray everyday that I stay away from all of the antics that kept us away
Nigga get down to the ground lay down catch smoke when you see me I don't play Around
I hop on the beat I'm switching flows I'm changing my rhythems got tracks on the sound
I remember the day life started to change police got my brother for selling them pounds
Bad for the block now we a watch all of da opps riding around
Got Bj wit me he step on da scene his drip is real fly cuz he stay in his bag
My brudda name Trigga if I point a finger might splak off yo mans and we off to the Pawn
We grind in the Winter we grind in the Summer
We never let nobody Fall
Got love for my whoadies got love for the fam I pray to the Lord that they never get gone
It's stories that's told it's niggas real old got up out the mud and showed us how it's done
When I was jit I won in UNO that's why when you see me I stay wit my stick
We stuffing our woods we facing our problems that's why we only light woods wit a BIK (Flame)
That's why we only light woods with a BIK
I light wit a BIK
Come take a pic
We might drop your mans to the ground
This grinding don't stop
Might take off your top
I tell em go deep Randle Cobb
This world is so cold protect you soul
And make sure your money don't stop
And make sure your money don't stop
How you gone sleep on the bag I told you my nigga get up and go chase it
My momma told me stop cursing in rhymes I got you so I'm funna change it
I tell all my guys if we have a problem we'll put that boy face on a pavement
No you cannot walk a mile in my shoes my sneaks cuz only I laced em
I look to the skies I look to the heavens God tell me my daddy reached safe
I know that he did I'm not funna trip I tell him just save me a space
Buy momma a crib buy a jj a whip cuz she'll look nice in a rafe
I pray everyday that I stay away from all of the antics that kept us away
How you gone sleep on the bag I told you my nigga get up and go chase it
My momma told me stop cursing in rhymes I got you so I'm funna change it
I tell all my guys if we have a problem we'll put that boy face on a pavement
No you cannot walk a mile in my shoes my sneaks cuz only I laced em
I look to the skies I look to the heavens God tell me my daddy reached safe
I know that he did I'm not funna trip I tell em just save me a space
Buy momma a crib by JJ a whip cuz she'll look nice in a rafe
I pray everyday that I stay away from all of the antics that kept us away
Nigga get down to the ground lay down catch smoke when you see me I don't play Around
I hop on the beat I'm switching flows I'm changing my rhythems got tracks on the sound
I remember the day life started to change police got my brother for selling them pounds
Bad for the block now we a watch all of da opps riding around
Got Bj wit me he step on da scene his drip is real fly cuz he stay in his bag
My brudda name Trigga if I point a finger might splak off yo mans and we off to the Pawn
We grind in the Winter we grind in the Summer
We never let nobody Fall
Got love for my whoadies got love for the fam I pray to the Lord that they never get gone
It's stories that's told it's niggas real old got up out the mud and showed us how it's done
When I was jit I won in UNO that's why when you see me I stay wit my stick
We stuffing our woods we facing our problems that's why we only light woods wit a BIK (Flame)
That's why we only light woods with a BIK
I light wit a BIK
Come take a pic
We might drop your mans to the ground
This grinding don't stop
Might take off your top
I tell em go deep Randle Cobb
This world is so cold protect you soul
And make sure your money don't stop
And make sure your money don't stop
How you gone sleep on the bag I told you my nigga get up and go chase it
My momma told me stop cursing in rhymes I got you so I'm funna change it
I tell all my guys if we have a problem we'll put that boy face on a pavement
No you cannot walk a mile in my shoes my sneaks cuz only I laced em
I look to the skies I look to the heavens God tell me my daddy reached safe
I know that he did I'm not funna trip I tell him just save me a space
Buy momma a crib buy a jj a whip cuz she'll look nice in a rafe
I pray everyday that I stay away from all of the antics that kept us away
Credits
Writer(s): Jovani Garriques
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