C H A S E F O R E V E R, Pt. 2

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Chann B

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Allow me to reintroduce myself, my name is Chase
And I wear my heart on my sleeve
Bussing back at anybody who sending shots after me
Lowkey and always arriving late to a scene
We keeping secrets, see each other out in public, don't speak
In the kitchen, know I'm cooking up this magic
Here for one night so you know she let me have it
She know that I'm that nigga, she can tell how I walk
Baby I'm from out of town so excuse how I talk
I put my heart all in these songs that's why I'm in this position
Middle finger up, f*ck'em all, that's how this shit got me feeling
Niggas think you obligated to give a f*ck bout they feelings
Once I saw this that would explain why I move a lil different
Can't show love cuz everybody ain't gone show that love back
Thats real rap
This for my niggas posted up in the back
Po said the streets need a young nigga that be spittin straight facts
I got bars and I got bitches that I smash from the back

Po steady sending me beats
My hotline steady blinging, man that shit don't skip a beat
I sacrifice what's on my plate so all my niggas get to eat
My son a never have to worry bout the shoes on his feet
Wu-Tang clan man I'm all about my cream
If it ain't about the money I don't wanna hear a thing
All about a dollar and my family don't get in between
I'll ride for my guys and they'll do the same for me
Niggas get a bit clout and talk to whoever however they like
That shit will get you duffed and deaded by the end of the night
I try to avoid telling these niggas that this shit is on sight
The Lord watching plus I know my momma raised me right
Gotta be careful how you move when niggas plottin on you
Thinking you ripe cuz they sour, niggas turn rotten on you
For a night with me lil baby, tell me what would you do ?
She know I'm winning when she seen the stars shine thru the roof
(Shine thru the roof)
Went from asking for rides to pulling up in a coupe
She wanna ride with me
I'm winning got the gift of the youth
The gift of the gab
I talk it cuz I'm living my truth
You know I got it, don't believe me, I can show you the proof

Living off my accomplishments
I ride with my accomplices
It's obvious when you can hear the hate and not the compliments
Hate only exist when you give in to it's acknowledgement
Meaning it has no meaning if you don't even acknowledge it
Yo pack smell funny my nigga yo shit is not legit
Smoke so much loud I started building a tolerance
Bitches hit my line, decline, I won't acknowledge it
Ain't got the time for it
But lil baby talkin nasty, snatch her soul thru her chest
Break her off something crazy, then I'm smoking off the rest
Blunt full of anything that could've ever had me stressed
I was tryna chill, wasn't pressed for the sex
But lil baby wanna holla, lil mama wassup
She tryna be like Ella Mai, in the club boo'd up
Type of shit to have a nigga in a jam, screwed up
Headed to the nearest exit 'fore a nigga get tough

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