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 charge him How much for a verse n***a? Your head and a f**ing arm Ducks don't quack ok leave his head in the pond n***as can't make bail, go to jail they tell [?] block all them years for what All them fake a** friends and they fake a** words Fake a** furs you are hanging on coat tail 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 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 [?] you are 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 I'ma 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 ride receiver You could hide from bullets, you can't hide form 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 Life is but a dream, I gotta chase mine They say is but a dream, I gotta chase mine They say is but a dream, I gotta chase mine And they say is but a dream, I gotta chase mine Lately I been on my rap sh** Had to stop singing for a while I'm back b**h