Chaotic plane

I’m on a chaotic plane bustin’ it wit the gang
Like call me Mr. Gucci Mane, money got me smilin’ in the pain
Of good gains—fuck these bitches tho, I put a dot on her head, draw up the spread
Saucin’, tossin’, we put it up like Curry for three
From the top of the key droppin’ dimes 10 at a time, searchin’ to be searched
She said she just goin’ with the flow
I told her I’d eat her ass then send her to the bros
Ion fuck wit these hoes, they only here for the money
Gotta keep my back on the wall, pray to God I don’t fall

Now I’m steppin’ through the smoke, diamonds hittin’ like a strobe
They ain’t never seen a youngin’ turn a vision to a throne
I’ve been runnin’ through the lows, turned the pressure into gold
Cut a couple bitches off, left ’em blocked on airplane mode
In the city like a ghost, movin’ silent with the toast
If you talkin’ on my name, better say it with yo chest, bro
I’ve been grindin’ for the check tho, money stretch like a death row
Chain swingin’ heavy like it’s tryna hit a Eurostep, woah

Heart cold but the pockets on swole
Gotta move like a king, every step too bold
If she tryna play games, she can hit the damn road
Never chase no bitch—only racks, never fold

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🎶 HOOK (Catchy, hard, trap vibe)

Chaotic plane, bitch I’m flyin’ wit the gang (gang)
Money make me smile through the pain—good gains (gains)
Curry with the shot, from the top long range (swish)
If it ain’t ’bout a bag, stay the hell out my way

Yeah, I’m up now, fuck whoever threw shade (shade)
I don’t trust no hoe, they just lookin’ for the play (play)
Back against the wall but I rise every day (day)
Pray to God I don’t fall—still I ball, run the game
🎵 BRIDGE (Melodic, floaty, but still gritty)

I’ve been ridin’ through the night, tryna outrun fate
Tryna stack another hundred just to numb my pain
If they ever switch sides, I won’t say no names
Cut ’em off, let ’em fade, I’ll be good, I’ll be straight

I’ve been climbin’ from the bottom, now the sky look close
All these demons on my back, had to let ’em all go
If she playin’ with my heart, then I’m goin’ ice cold
Ain’t no love in this life when you chasin’ that gold
Yeah…
I’ve been runnin’ through the storms, through the hate, through the lies
Made it farther than they thought, I can see it in they eyes
Everybody want a piece when they see you on the rise
But wasn’t nobody there when I barely could survive

Now it’s big dreams, big moves, put it all on the line
If the world turn cold, still the hustle stay mine
I done climbed out the dirt, now I shimmer, now I shine
Tell ’em this ain’t luck—this was grind after grind

And if I fall, I’ll stand again, that’s a promise, that’s a vow
What I wanted back then, I’m becoming it now
For the pain, for the struggle, for the ones not around—
Yeah, I’m takin’ every step like God’s showin’ me how

Fade out slow… let the real ones know:
I ain’t stoppin’, I ain’t foldin’, I ain’t lettin’ shit go.
This the life that I chose… and I’m still in control.

Chase the dream, chase the bag—

rap, modern trap, souther hip hop, male