dream chasing
• Written by Verrich
dream chasing got my sneaks laced up
im cool with alot a niggas i just cant trust
bitches best friends with you when you caked up
and y'all become stangers when you bankrupt
my city fucked up but i love it here
you either walk brave or you run in fear
all the gucci louis raps i dont wanna hear
i got money now and i aint looking back
and im good with that
im in the bathroom staring at the mirror like nigga what you looking at
im wearing silver for the hoes who be golddigging
this rap game im slowly approaching it
im tryna go for the shot but these haters keep goal tending
no handouts nigga gotta grind for mine
no matter what your clock say its my time to shine
real line for line
kelly rowland cant do her dirty laundry cause i aint finished washing mine
i rap for fun i dont want the fame
and im nice at it too you just a lame
im on a hunt for change
ill kill so my family can eat
they shoulda threw my ass in hunger games
this aint nothing new ive been the best
im bringing hell to the game and i aint finished yet
yo ive been a threat
im evil with it yesterday the devil sent me a friend request
i applaud a nigga that improve his wealth
you getting money with a team never choose yourself
all you corny dudes need help
your moms on foodstamps and you bragging about a gucci belt
you getting money from the house you think you trapping out
thats the shit you brag about?
you yelling "free all my niggas" why the fuck you cant bail em out?
i can rip any track boy pick the beat
Outstanding clout, what up greg street
Swear i will murk any beat
Even when y'all deep, y'all still all sweet
Chrome lips on the forgi's damn near swallowing the street
So they hurtin but what's for certain you can get you some heat
My father's dead, well i don't know, we'll never fucking meet
Stuck in positions. if victims can't stand the heat
Nigga fuck you cracker, i put you six feet
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Verrich
Member since September 24 2014