Chase the $$$

I see you running towards home

I see you chasing them shots

Popping pills for the fun

Gun on my hip I don’t play fun

Games with my mind, it went numb

Bouta hit a lick and run

Bands in my mind, on my wrist

Drippin loud, mountains, iceberg, Titanic

Sunk like a rock, ain’t got much but myself

The music rang, I picked up sounds of a man

I’m goin’ up

Been a ride ever since

Chasin’ that money, I don’t flinch

Hard to hate what you can’t be

They say I don’t miss, well I ain’t never missed

I been grindin’, I been schemin’

Tunnel vision, I stay dreamin’

Countin’ digits, countin’ reasons

Why I had to leave ‘em speechless

Took the long road, now the top in my reach

Came from the bottom, now my pockets got deep

Ain’t no love in the game, just the fakes and the leeches

I just keep movin’, don’t hear what they preachin’

I see ‘em watchin’, yeah they envy

LowKeyy movin’, stayin’ deadly

Never needed no one to defend me

I just let the work go speak for me

Runnin’ the city like marathons

I see the snakes but I carry on

Heart too cold like a carat on

My wrist, my soul, it’s barely warm

I took my losses, turned ‘em lessons

Now I move smart, no second-guessin’

Life on the line, it’s more than flexin’

I see the truth, it’s in my section

I see you runnin’ towards home

But I ain’t never lookin’ back

Chasin’ dreams until they fact

Told myself, “I can’t relax”