Sasha Go Hard - Chi-Raq (Remix) lyrics

f** could you say bout me? b**h I'm the sh**. Talk about money, you broke as a b**h. Head to the toe, it's designer and sh**. Sasha can blow and be handling sh**. Ain't no competing, I'm winning, I'm gone. Chiraq my city, I'm in it, I'm home. One day I might feel like getting da zone. Take off like rova though what is a rome. b**h I could do it. When will you do it. Yo n***a not sh**, don't be mad cause you knew it. n***as is dirty, I live in them sewers. I cut so much money, it's funny I threw it. All of a sudden these b**hes is thuggin'. They harder then n***as but swear they ain't gay, Fresh than a fish _____ Solo I come and solo I stay. Too much to handle these n***as can take it. Wouldn't give him the point if the n***a was platin. Feed em my cake, you can leave it or take it. Everyone know me, hoe face it I made it. How you gone lie me whole sons you be playing. Sweet. in my lirish you, you know what I'm saying? Eatin rap b**hes, I'm seeing rap b**hes be snaking, so please stay the f** out my face. I do not tolerate b**hes that hate. Can't see them, I got too much cake in my way. Don't think that I'm having a sweet like a cake. Run up get done up, girl stay in yo place. Peepin' your n***a he hot, he could get it. Got some to say? You could book it or spit it. I would not know b**hes, b**hes is buzzing. Same boy you loving, he s**ing my cousin. When you start moving opponents go soft. Watching you, claiming yo n***as they false. Been through this sh**, this the realest I'm told. n***as done lost it I think it's my fault. Let them close, I didn't see a thing. Take em away from me, play with my bank. Had to get out of that job in a blink. I live and I learn. No t in my rank. Decisions I made, put me in a place. I can pop out, look as sharp as a blade. Start from the bottom, I'm bad as a model. You get em' I got em', talk crazy I block em'. Either way me and mez gone eat. I was born in a field where you couldn't sleep. I came up as the b**h, b**hes couldn't beat. If you ain't spittin' heat off the damn beat. All of this hatin' got me feeling like I done already made it. These b**hes go crazy for n***as that's eating, not knowing he already ate it. As long as I'm living, my plan is to get so f** off, and f** you haters. Don't want it so easy, the money is moving. I rather just get up and chase it. One day I might feel like getting the whip, and get gone like a ghost. Those who be rocking, will come to a show get a pic, just to show that we close. All of this beefing, you can tell they ain't eating. I'll sit back and laugh at the joke. This sh** is so funny, I will never be done. There's no front you won't see Sasha low.