You niggas thought that I was finished HA
These niggas thought my hiatus really meant I was diminished HA
I'm recharged I'm replenished HA
I bring the racket Wimbledon this shit is tennis NAH
This shit is war
I'm down to battle down to die for it
I'm getting marble with the flows
The ceilings imported
My feelings exported
The money extort it
Cant believe I let fear stop me from recording
But we off dat
Like Hennessy and gas pack
I'm on track like Amtrak
My chains Gold my skin Black
This shit bang this 4 12s in the Cadillac
With the seat back no chiroprac
Got a brown skin call her cardiac
Cuz her mouf piece give ya heart attack
Let the money stack
Let the beat build
Got the same number
Don't answer
Dreamchasing
After meek mills
If they want smoke
We bring cancer
Killing shit, put em 6 feet
Gimme 6 feet
Don't get too close
Got a Glock 40
Call it glucose
Ain't shit sweet
Now you minced meat
My nigga
Outro Video (MV)
Performed By: Chico McGee
Language: English
Length: 1:20
Written by: MICHAEL CHIPLIN, MICHAEL LEONARD CHIPLIN, LEE GAZE, MICHAEL LEWIS, MICHAEL RICHARD LEWIS, RICHARD OLIVER, RICHARD JAMES OLIVER, STUART RICHARDSON, IAN WATKINS
Chico McGee - Outro Lyrics
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You niggas thought that I was finished HA
These niggas thought my hiatus really meant I was diminished HA
I'm recharged I'm replenished HA
I bring the racket Wimbledon this shit is tennis NAH
This shit is war
I'm down to battle down to die for it
I'm getting marble with the flows
The ceilings imported
My feelings exported
The money extort it
Cant believe I let fear stop me from recording
But we off dat
Like Hennessy and gas pack
I'm on track like Amtrak
My chains Gold my skin Black
This shit bang this 4 12s in the Cadillac
With the seat back no chiroprac
Got a brown skin call her cardiac
Cuz her mouf piece give ya heart attack
Let the money stack
Let the beat build
Got the same number
Don't answer
Dreamchasing
After meek mills
If they want smoke
We bring cancer
Killing shit, put em 6 feet
Gimme 6 feet
Don't get too close
Got a Glock 40
Call it glucose
Ain't shit sweet
Now you minced meat
My nigga
These niggas thought my hiatus really meant I was diminished HA
I'm recharged I'm replenished HA
I bring the racket Wimbledon this shit is tennis NAH
This shit is war
I'm down to battle down to die for it
I'm getting marble with the flows
The ceilings imported
My feelings exported
The money extort it
Cant believe I let fear stop me from recording
But we off dat
Like Hennessy and gas pack
I'm on track like Amtrak
My chains Gold my skin Black
This shit bang this 4 12s in the Cadillac
With the seat back no chiroprac
Got a brown skin call her cardiac
Cuz her mouf piece give ya heart attack
Let the money stack
Let the beat build
Got the same number
Don't answer
Dreamchasing
After meek mills
If they want smoke
We bring cancer
Killing shit, put em 6 feet
Gimme 6 feet
Don't get too close
Got a Glock 40
Call it glucose
Ain't shit sweet
Now you minced meat
My nigga
Writer: MICHAEL CHIPLIN, MICHAEL LEONARD CHIPLIN, LEE GAZE, MICHAEL LEWIS, MICHAEL RICHARD LEWIS, RICHARD OLIVER, RICHARD JAMES OLIVER, STUART RICHARDSON, IAN WATKINS
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