[Verse 1:]
Lately I been on my rap sh**
Had to stop singing for a while I'm back b**h
Taking n***as easter baskets, talking cash sh**
Taking n***as hoes too, I know you heard bout last year
Come back here this Ralph, feel it cashmere
Let me whisper something in your left ear
sh** got you harder than a brick yeah
Watch cost brick fare huh
Your watch don't tick tock huh
You ain't bought your kids a kids meal huh
f** outta here, you must think I'm dumb
You be perping on the net, you know you dead wrong
You know perping like you sipping purple popping pills
Perky, perky wakey, wakey it is 7:30 in the f**ing morning
I was into Smacks n***a, I was not a Lucky Charmer
Yeah n***a, run this back don't forget the f**ing charm
How much for a verse n***a? Your head and a f**ing arm
Ducks dont quack, ok leave his head in the pond
n***as can't make bail, go to jail they tell
End up locked all them years for what
All them fake a** friends and they fake a** words
Fake a** furs you are hanging on coat tails
[Chorus:]
Life is but a dream, I gotta chase mine
They say life is but a dream, I gotta chase mine
They say life is but a dream, I gotta chase mine
And they life say is but a dream, I gotta chase mine
[Verse 2:]
Lately I been on my fresh sh**, and it ain't bout the designer it's about who wearing the sh**
Making music wonder if these people feeling my sh**
Like are you hearing this sh**
Blood sweat tears in this sh**
I get pregnant sh** it's life I ain't k**ing my kids
That was random I'm just sharing things I disagree with
We all human, we all got secrets
Where you get that fit from I can't tell you it's illegal
Flyer than a b**h, feeling like an eagle
Too much grease see you're more like a seagull
Lot of rappers see through, I don't care bout no features
Cause I make my own music that's really why I started singing
I figured I could do my own hooks, write my own rhymes in my notebook
See I know I got the image down pat, Ima drop my own shoe and have Finishline packed
I always been the one they ask you think you all that
If I don't think I'm all that, who the f** gon think it
Gun to your head yeah what's the procedure
We gon catch that n***a, we gon wide receive'em
You can hide from bullets, you can't hide from Jesus
And the older I get the more I see myself preaching
What the f** were thinking? b**h is you thinking
She focused, no blinking
She got a vision
[Chorus:]
Life is but a dream, I gotta chase mine
They say Life is but a dream, I gotta chase mine
They say Life is but a dream, I gotta chase mine
And they Life say is but a dream, I gotta chase mine
[Outro:]
Lately I been on my rap sh**
Had to stop singing for a while I'm back b**h