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This the Introduction Video (MV)




Performed By: Ashton Chase
Language: English
Length: 2:12
Written by: Chase Pittman




Ashton Chase - This the Introduction Lyrics




I'm a lover not a fighter don't know why they say I'm mean
Chillin in my solitude I found a bag of green
Sometimes I feel like I'm on a road to nowhere
Don't know why they all stare
Maybe 'cause I'm fresh like the prince out in Bel Air
She yell out like Rick Flair
Don't sell out I'm not there
Somebody tell my haters I don't care
No way not me
I ain't giving that verse for free
No money can buy this steez
Drop it on em atom bomb
Got me feelin Atomic
Late night windows down while I'm cruisin round Gotham
Tell em all catch me if u can
Gonna need to use ya nose like toucan Sam

Yea I'm the man
Do it different than all the rest
If u say it to me better say it wit ya chest
And count ya blessings
Why they criticize every decision
Never let em put me in my feelins
I ain't coming home til I killed my mission
Pick it up
Flip it
Milk on deck
So my Oreos be dippin
I always be drippin
Make em clap when I rap
I was born w a target on my back
What you know bout that
Quit acting so whack
Pick you off like you dak
My foot on they neck I ion give em no slack
Matter fact
I'm glad that you asked
This rap shit been happening kinda fast
But I don't know gotta take it slow
Cause this the

Intro of a flower blooming
Young man who love music
Pursues it
Not sure why he do it
Not sure where he fit in
Hit em w precision
Beauty trap be winnin
Go head take a listen
I'll show u all my vision
I don't need no genre
I make what I want bruh
Never been a puppet
So miss me w that dumb shit
Before I leave kiss mama
Then go get the commas
I'm up next futurama
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I'm a lover not a fighter don't know why they say I'm mean
Chillin in my solitude I found a bag of green
Sometimes I feel like I'm on a road to nowhere
Don't know why they all stare
Maybe 'cause I'm fresh like the prince out in Bel Air
She yell out like Rick Flair
Don't sell out I'm not there
Somebody tell my haters I don't care
No way not me
I ain't giving that verse for free
No money can buy this steez
Drop it on em atom bomb
Got me feelin Atomic
Late night windows down while I'm cruisin round Gotham
Tell em all catch me if u can
Gonna need to use ya nose like toucan Sam

Yea I'm the man
Do it different than all the rest
If u say it to me better say it wit ya chest
And count ya blessings
Why they criticize every decision
Never let em put me in my feelins
I ain't coming home til I killed my mission
Pick it up
Flip it
Milk on deck
So my Oreos be dippin
I always be drippin
Make em clap when I rap
I was born w a target on my back
What you know bout that
Quit acting so whack
Pick you off like you dak
My foot on they neck I ion give em no slack
Matter fact
I'm glad that you asked
This rap shit been happening kinda fast
But I don't know gotta take it slow
Cause this the

Intro of a flower blooming
Young man who love music
Pursues it
Not sure why he do it
Not sure where he fit in
Hit em w precision
Beauty trap be winnin
Go head take a listen
I'll show u all my vision
I don't need no genre
I make what I want bruh
Never been a puppet
So miss me w that dumb shit
Before I leave kiss mama
Then go get the commas
I'm up next futurama
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Writer: Chase Pittman
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