All you rappers fake and
only wanting cash
I've been dedicated and I'm smoking gas
I pick the red iPhone, and not the jet black
Bitch, you know that I've been working, it ain't nothin' but a fact
I did not ask for help, I did this on my own
And I always stay flossing, call me Mike Jones
If you've got a dream, then you gotta chase it
I be chilling with my brothers, and we get faded
Take another shot of Henny, now I'm getting wasted
I don't fuck with all these rappers 'cause they just too basic
I be smoking dank, I don't fuck with fakes
Feelin' like a movie star, call me Johnny Cage
'Preme up out my boxes, I ain't got no Bape
Rolling up a blunt, take it to the face
Fuck a fake bitch, I ain't ever worry 'bout that
I'ma do me, work hard, I'ma get these stacks
Yeah, aye
Smokin' on this green, you could call me Yoda
Mixin' up this Henny with the Coca-Cola
I be in my Vintage, chillin' in this Polo
Rollin' up a Backwood while I'm chilling solo
Yeah, aye
Bitch, you know I'm sipping, and I got the loud
Smoking on this ganja always calm me down
I be mixin' up this soda, mix it with the crown
People saying that they got me but they always let me down
I don't need no friends, rather be alone
I've been steady working, do it on my own
All these fake-ass people always tryna hit my phone
Always talking all this shit then they try to copy, bro
I ain't worried 'bout nobody, I be rollin' up my dope
I be smoking up a Backwood and I take it to the dome
Do this shit, 'cause I love it and I won't ever let it go
All these rappers acting suss and they only want dough
If you've got a dream, then you've got to chase it
I be writing all these lyrics, getting faded
What's a dream if you don't wake up and chase it?
What's a dream if you don't wake up and chase it?
I've been dedicated and I'm smoking gas
I pick the red iPhone, and not the jet black
Bitch, you know that I've been working, it ain't nothin' but a fact
I did not ask for help, I did this on my own
And I always stay flossing, call me Mike Jones
If you've got a dream, then you gotta chase it
I be chilling with my brothers, and we get faded
Take another shot of Henny, now I'm getting wasted
I don't fuck with all these rappers 'cause they just too basic
I be smoking dank, I don't fuck with fakes
Feelin' like a movie star, call me Johnny Cage
'Preme up out my boxes, I ain't got no Bape
Rolling up a blunt, take it to the face
Fuck a fake bitch, I ain't ever worry 'bout that
I'ma do me, work hard, I'ma get these stacks
Yeah, aye
Smokin' on this green, you could call me Yoda
Mixin' up this Henny with the Coca-Cola
I be in my Vintage, chillin' in this Polo
Rollin' up a Backwood while I'm chilling solo
Yeah, aye
Bitch, you know I'm sipping, and I got the loud
Smoking on this ganja always calm me down
I be mixin' up this soda, mix it with the crown
People saying that they got me but they always let me down
I don't need no friends, rather be alone
I've been steady working, do it on my own
All these fake-ass people always tryna hit my phone
Always talking all this shit then they try to copy, bro
I ain't worried 'bout nobody, I be rollin' up my dope
I be smoking up a Backwood and I take it to the dome
Do this shit, 'cause I love it and I won't ever let it go
All these rappers acting suss and they only want dough
If you've got a dream, then you've got to chase it
I be writing all these lyrics, getting faded
What's a dream if you don't wake up and chase it?
What's a dream if you don't wake up and chase it?
album: "Clarity."
(2018)
Ghost
Cope
Quiet Rain
I'm Sorry
Lonely
Doubt
Wake Up
Blessed
Orange Juice
Thrift
Freestyle
Straight Up
Ballin
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