Chasin

What have you been chasin?
Was is worth it for the paycheck?
I know shorties in LA so ashamed being found round town with no facelift

I lose imagination
Rappers different when they famous
Women they manipulate, say they fake, beat they face, and run away without a case shit

And That ain’t how mama raised me
Found my
Silver line in the rain here somehow
Planes flying through the sunlight, some clouds in the sky

And my papa gave me patience
Found why
Gold is at the end of rainbows, sometimes
Gotta do a littlе waiting, Sunshines hard to find

That’s what I been chasing

This rapping shit ain’t worth the paycheck
I Clock in еarly morning for the dayshift
It’s been a couple years with no vacation
You either play the game or end up bitter talking shit like you skip bayless
And I’m all out of favors, already gave my fanbase range, mad flavors
Already got them shows sold out no playlists, I can back the confidence with evidence and data relationship w labels really rocky since I made it goin solo
Ain’t no rules for this music shit when you designed the promos
Idols turned rivals only shining in their photos
Coasting on their yachts while I’m floating on a rowboats, who to trust?
This for my wife and my fam shit, people want the shine boy they pulling all the antics
I know I got the drive, like popular mechanics, I could be another headline and vanish

But That ain’t how mama raised me
Found my
Silver line in the rain here somehow
Planes flying through the sunlight, some clouds in the sky

And my papa gave me patience
Found why
Gold is at the end of rainbows, sometimes
Gotta do a little waiting, sunshines hard to find

That’s what I been chasing