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Year's Of The Chase (feat. Samad Savage)

by Jule

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Grinding Grinding Grinding I'm grinding I'm taking no days off Grinding I'm grinding Yeah what's good? I'm blowing up now Can't you see? Blowing up and chasing my dreams I made it I made it I made it Yeah yeah I'm blowing up now Can't you see? Blowing up and chasing my dreams I made it I made it I made it Yeah Ever since I was a baby, I wanted to go and get money and flex Now I'm really going crazy, I did it, no sweat, but there's rick on my neck Live my life with no regrets I only go for the best Live my life with No regrets I only go for the best Now my mama ain't crying no more I am not afraid of dying no more They done let a young Nigga in I ain't got to slide in the door Now my mama ain't crying no more I am not afraid of dying no more They done let a young Nigga in, I ain't got to slide in the door Didn't need a big 3, that's just how I live Saw a girl from Greece Where I used to live They said I'd never win it Just how I'd lose big Just like Antetokumpo Finding all my loopholes No more than you know Just a kid from Tulit'a Could drop 50 in palm beach tonight I'm kinda living alright Living up to my hype Went from the Six back to Atlanta I'm just catching a flight You my Whitney they screaming out Bobby Took rapping as my second hobby Private entrance don't go threw a damn lobby Invited my old friends around and they plotted to rob me From the dirt where I used to live Auntie sick, pray to god she lives You know your boy used to trap on some trap shoes You know my name JULE$' That's where I got my Kyrie two's Got out of the struggle Mama raised a good kid H1N1 and Pneumonia, Your boy barely lived Whatchu' know shootings And no shoes to school Rapped all my way to where I am Boys thought they was cool No clothes to where, now I'm dripped out like a pool Mama lost her twin from cancer Know she misses her duel Ever since I was a baby, I wanted to go and get money and flex Now I'm really going crazy, I did it, no sweat, but there's rick on my neck Live my life with no regrets I only go for the best Live my life with No regrets I only go for the best Now my mama ain't crying no more I am not afraid of dying no more They done let a young Nigga in I ain't got to slide in the door Now my mama ain't crying no more I am not afraid of dying no more They done let a young Nigga in I ain't got to slide in the door I made it I made it I made it I made it (I made it yeah) They see my taking off (Yeah, Yeah, I made it) I made it I made it Yeah yeah

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