| I’m chasin' my dreams
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| From the good kush and codine
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| Keep a lot of bad bitches around me
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| Keep a whole lot of money in my jeans
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| I do this for my city
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| Cause I know my city got me
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| And I tell this to my haters just watch me on TV
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| Put em up, Put em up, Put em up, Put em up (4x)
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| Man codine gotta nigga so lean
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| Chasin mo' dreams, got me chasin mo' green
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| All my niggas out here chasin' those dreams
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| Nigga gotta get, by any mean
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| Any nigga try to really come in-between, we gon' hit you up with the fuckin'
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| red beam
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| Any fuck nigga try to play wit my team, i’mma let you know we comin'
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| Ain’t no playin wit no nigga
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| Neva eva been a ho nigga
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| Can’t go broke I’m wit i got mo' money through it mo' smoke
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| With Bigg Poppa and ratchet city
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| All the bitches get ratchet wit me
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| They know the youngin' I’m takin over it my time yet the wait is over
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| Nigga Boosie gon'
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| Snupe on till Boosie home
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| I’mma hold it down, put that on my round
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| Nigga know what’s up Louisiana ball
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| I swear to god i got on my back
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| Nigga I carry my own |
| Get my money my own sex
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| I love money I’m 'bout the stacks
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| Nigga it’s Lil Snupe
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| Nigga play games we’ll get you
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| I got real hitta’s tha’ll hit you
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| I love my serve but a big blue
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| I’m up chasin' my dreams gettin full of kush and codine
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| And its that celebration for the niggas hatin' I’m up countin' mo' green
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| Nigga
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| All them hard nights gon' pay off
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| I stayed on, then stayed off
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| You niggas ain’t got a ring yet
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| We all still in the playoffs
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| Yellow tails the motivate me
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| Ratchet hoes they hatin' too
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| Say the city got a nigga over rated
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| I grind hard like I never ate
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| My childhood years ain’t never played
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| I remember nights I ate noodles, no condiments on a nigga plate
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| I watched my daddy cook a lot of work, while the other kids went outside and
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| play
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| I ain’t tryin' to raise mine like that, I’m chasin' dreams like Dr. King
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| Gotta give it out themud by any means
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| I’d sprayed shit at he enemy
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| I’m blowin' loud, my eyes tight
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| Then i swear to god I come for
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| My momma home, My sista home but i talked to god don’t bend them knees |
| Everyday is something mane
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| Outsiders gettin' on your nerves
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| Niggas goin' back on they word
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| Rap game like the dope game
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| No extra friends we gettin it in
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| Real No extra
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| I really do it for Louisiana
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| I really do it for Louisiana |