taysav – chase lyrics
pour me up double cup of styrofoam
percy 30 got a n-gga mind gone
fly me out i’m in a different time zone
n-ggas hate it cuz a n-gga time froze
h-ller keller to da hate i’m blind tho
i ain’t even blind tho
pbg my n-ggas billy grind mode
caught me by surprise left his mind blown
so much pain i don’t cry but u can catch me with the guys getting fried tho
lu & shotty baked as a pie
riding round with da dog i be bound to slide tho
d-mn i be down to slide why cuz a lot of my n-ggas died bro
so understand as a man that this sh-t mandatory that we ride on em
brother victim of a homicide
swear to god it left me traumatized
n-gga then spazz & shotta left me mosey died
you can see the pain in my eyes n—-
used to ride get high with em
f— hoes used to get fly with him
used to load the poles go n slide with em
if they wanted smoke we’ll find n—–
now my brother & em gone for real
i’ve been blowing on strong for real
we been blowing them poles for real
big bro told me tay go on and chill
biggie told me go on chase a deal
shotta told me go and chase a meal
spazzo told me go on make it real
if they didn’t before make em feel
pappy gon i’ma make it still
it’s my time but i’m patient still
sd 45 that’s stainless steel don’t play with us we bring pain for real
it’ll never be the same for real
if you catch him we going to leave his brains revealed
out in public got the thing concealed
if you actin crazy get change for real
but i’m really on the chase for real take the jigsaw the chase for real
mama asked me why you play with guns
cause mama you can’t lose another son
i’m the best already and i just begun
b-tch i’m hotter than da f—— sun
get you glazed like a honey bun caught his -ss in traffic that’s a hit and run
it’s blast on site wit them b—- -ss n—–
all in the county you a snitch -ss n—-
how you fold on your man’s that you used to do hits with
tote bl!cks with f— around and hit l!cks with
i’ll never switch up b—- up none of that
i’ma tote the pole and blow n—– knowing that
put it on my waist see da jake’s i ain’t throwing that
try to get up on me or my homie i can’t go for that
if you could throw shots then imma throw it back
them bullets hit your back he bled to a slow death
he trying to stay alive he taking dem slow breaths
i run up to his face like here u can take that
i’m smoking on blake pack cuz bro nem made that
don’t smoke on nate pack cuz we ain’t create that
i smoke on moe pack but i ain’t going to say that
but we can state facts but i’ma just say less
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