chase my dream - london lorin lyrics
rich n**** sh*t, man you know what the f*ck going on
(for real)
aye (aye, yeah)
young london (whoa, oh,uh, oh, uh, ah)
(whoa, oh, whoa, uh, whoa, oh, ah)
(ah, woo, aye)
(woo, aye)
i’m just a young n**** tryna chase my dream
tryna put on my team
bad b*tch and she real thick, booty like trampling
count up racks, buy expensive things
make my whole neck bling
got her geek and she like how i sing
know i gotta do my thing (aye, aye, aye)
(oh, oh)
i’m tryna chase my dreams, i’m tryna chase my dreams
(oh, oh)
i’m tryna chase my dreams, i’m tryna chase my dreams
(oh, oh)
i’m tryna chase my dreams, i’m tryna chase my dreams
(oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, ah, oh, oh, oh, oh)
aye, aye, aye, aye, aye
run up thеm bands, i’ma head to the top
i’ma make thе sh*t flip, but i ain’t gone flop
young n**** got the whole d*mn world on my back
aye, shawty so lit, she pop her a ack
these broke ass n***** ain’t got no scratch
these broke ass n***** ain’t counting no racks
young n**** and i got my stripes
i feel like tony the tiger
hot n**** yeah i’m in these streets and a n**** lit like lighters
rich n**** since i was a jet, i knew i was gone be somebody
cap n**** talking on the net, these n***** ain’t never gone try us
(aye, aye, aye)
i’m tryna chase my dream (oh, oh)
i’m clean like listerine (oh, oh)
i keep that strap on me (aye, whoa, oh)
i don’t want that b*tch, if she don’t come with neck
i’an saving no hoe, i’ma say me a check
i’m chasing my dreams, i can’t give it no rest
these n***** be hatin, they know i’m up next
i’m just a young n**** tryna chase my dream
tryna put on my team
bad b*tch and she real thick, booty like trampling
count up racks, buy expensive things
make my whole neck bling
got her geek and she like how i sing
know i gotta do my thing (aye, aye, aye)
(oh, oh)
i’m tryna chase my dreams, i’m tryna chase my dreams
(oh, oh)
i’m tryna chase my dreams, i’m tryna chase my dreams
(oh, oh)
i’m tryna chase my dreams, i’m tryna chase my dreams
(oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, ah, oh, oh, oh, oh)
(aye, oh)
let get it, let get it, let get it
my n**** i’m with it, i’m with it, i’m with it
i’m fly like the motherf*ckin pigeon
i’m all bout my racks, like the motherf*ckin benjamin’s
she think i’ma cuff, man that hoe must be trippen
i told her to spin on this pole, like a fidget
don’t blow up my phone, i’ma need me some distance
hocus*pocus (yeah)
slurp me like some roman (yeah)
these n***** fake they bogus (yeah)
these n***** broke and hopeless (oh, yeah)
why a n**** rap like that (hey)
why he got the sack, like that (like that, like that)
n**** don’t ask no questions
ya’ll n***** ain’t learn y’all lesson
i’m headed to the top, like tetris (aye)
i don’t really know why they hatin on me
either way it go i’ma get to the cheese
i told these lame ass n***** focus and go get them some green
i know they watching, can’t nun of these n***** stop me (eh, eh)
i’m just a young n**** tryna chase my dream
tryna put on my team
bad b*tch and she real thick, booty like trampling
count up racks, buy expensive things
make my whole neck bling
got her geek and she like how i sing
know i gotta do my thing (aye, aye, aye)
(oh, oh)
i’m tryna chase my dreams, i’m tryna chase my dreams
(oh, oh)
i’m tryna chase my dreams, i’m tryna chase my dreams
(oh, oh)
i’m tryna chase my dreams, i’m tryna chase my dreams
(oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, ah, oh, oh, oh, oh)
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