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[Verse 1: Freakstar Snap]
Steady searchin for them influential entities
To bad the entities will never be able to see
I stevie wonder bout the life that pose to be for me
If this ain’t how I’m pose be then what the hells for me
Dreamin bout the life of luxury and makin millions
If I could trade places with em shit would be so different
Trade the struggling my momma gotta go thru
Trade the bullshit from niggas that dont know you
Trade the Sunshine cuz ion do well wit heat
Trade the Lifestyle cuz everybody tryna eat
And if you tired of walking, Trade the shoes on ya feet
Hate the cameras then trade everything you see
I can’t understand how you hate the life you chose
You makin millions but you rather blow it wit ya nose
If that was me makin hits in the studio
Do really think I’d blow that on some stupid hoes
Im only speaking from the mind of a dreamchaser
I wanna brag about the ways my niggas stacking paper
Brag about the fucking fancy life you hate to live
You not mistaken boy if thats the fucking way you feel!
[Hook]
EVERYDAY I WAKE UP
IN THE MORNING TAKE A SHIT A SHOWER SHAVE
TAKE A KNEE AND THANK THE MAN CUZ ITS MONEY TO BE MADE
ON THE ROAD CHASING DREAMS
BRIGHT LIGHTS, FAST CARS
200 ON THE DASH AND IM ZOOMING THRU THE BOULEVARD
…..BUT THEN I WAKE UP….AND GET ON MY GRIND
SPIT THAT SHIT THAT MAKE YOU THINK I LOST MY FUCKING MIND
MAKING EVERY MINUTE COUNT THRU THIS STATE OF TIME
IN A DREAMCHASING STATE OF MIND
[Verse 2]
I understand that the mission is simple…
Sell a couple million records then im set thats the issue,Get the tissue
Im sick of hearing new this, old that
Matter fact I think im sick of hearing shit bout rap
Im not a rapper ima poet, Tellin yall stories
You listening bcuz my intellect makes something of it
I think I prolly lost about 90% of yall
To the 10% thats with it, Round of Applause
Can’t say I beez in the trap, I won’t rap about it
Never sold any dope, I won’t talk about it
Never smoked any weed, I can’t brag about it
Im not the typical nigga, that why I brags about it
Its hard tryna get to where you wanna be
I speak for everybody, Dam its hard being me
Walk a mile in my shoes then you’ll understand
I caught hell trying knuckle up and be a man
Blinded by the headlights of my future whip
I was shocked to see myself up in that pretty bitch
I let the window down and told myself that this for you
You just gotta play ya cards right and make it through
AND NEVERMIND THE SHIT THAT OTHER MOTHERFUCKERS TELL YA
THATS LIKE ASKIN LUCIFER TO HELP YOU GET TO HEAVEN
THE GATES BEEN OPEN YOU JUST GOTTA GET YO ASS UP
EVEN WHEN THE SUN DOWN YOU JUST STAY YO ASS UP
[Hook]
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