Trying turn dreams into some dollars
And I'm trying to whip it in Chevy Impalas
Said Im trying turn dreams into some dollars
And I'm trying to whip it in Chevy Impalas
Trying to turn dreams into some dollars
Whipping Chevy impalas
Just like them OG ballers
Still remain a scholar
Shout-out to my momma
Death before dishonor
F*ck your karma
Lyrics piercing through your armor
Like it's lava
If I don't get to you today
I got you mañana
Dawg let's avoid the drama
Before you end up in a trauma
Praying to Jehovah & Allah
What's the cost
Of gaining it all
When you realize that
All your dawgs are lost
Knocking at the gates above
Screaming f*ck the white man's law
Nonetheless I'ma ball
Till the day I fall
Yeah It's Yahweh the Pharaoh
F*ck any pendejo
That thinks that he can come up
On mi dinero
Well I'll deploy the fuego
Leave you resting in los cielos
While the orchestra is playing cellos
But
I'm a mellow fellow
Hello
How low
We blow
In door
For sure
Roll more
Oh no
Popo
At door
Grip 4
Get ready to blow
At any sign of forced
Entry
Got the century
Guns ready
About to empty
Bullets plenty
Prra prra
Now the blood is dripping
Like some agua
About to fly to Nicaragua
With the Carter
Toting sawed offs
But enough of that
I'm trying to stack these racks
Racks on racks on
Racks on racks
Had to slow it down
For the newer cats
But this is still a hip hop track
So everyone take hold of your pads
Whenever Yahweh go to spazz
Hear the boom bap
And the high hats
Hell yeah
This is real rap
Damn right
Ima bring it back
Hop out of the Cadillac
All my speakers going blast
Bumping tracks from my past
Indiglow been on smash
Got the weed in the dash
But no intentions to pass
Like I'm cutting class
Asking will my music last
Or will I come to crash
In the land where no man
Has ever landed
Feeling stranded
In this planet
Full of madness
But I'll manage
Keep my balance
Through the challenge
Sipping Henny from
My chalice
Like a f*cking champion
Like a f*cking champion
Champion
Trying turn dreams into some dollars
And I'm trying to whip it in Chevy Impalas
Said Im trying turn dreams into some dollars
And I'm trying to whip it in Chevy Impalas
Trying turn dreams into some dollars
And I'm trying to whip it in Chevy Impalas
Said Im trying turn dreams into some dollars
And I'm trying to whip it in Chevy Impalas
Yahweh the Pharaoh - Chase Impalas Lyrics
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Trying turn dreams into some dollars
And I'm trying to whip it in Chevy Impalas
Said Im trying turn dreams into some dollars
And I'm trying to whip it in Chevy Impalas
Trying to turn dreams into some dollars
Whipping Chevy impalas
Just like them OG ballers
Still remain a scholar
Shout-out to my momma
Death before dishonor
F*ck your karma
Lyrics piercing through your armor
Like it's lava
If I don't get to you today
I got you mañana
Dawg let's avoid the drama
Before you end up in a trauma
Praying to Jehovah & Allah
What's the cost
Of gaining it all
When you realize that
All your dawgs are lost
Knocking at the gates above
Screaming f*ck the white man's law
Nonetheless I'ma ball
Till the day I fall
Yeah It's Yahweh the Pharaoh
F*ck any pendejo
That thinks that he can come up
On mi dinero
Well I'll deploy the fuego
Leave you resting in los cielos
While the orchestra is playing cellos
But
I'm a mellow fellow
Hello
How low
We blow
In door
For sure
Roll more
Oh no
Popo
At door
Grip 4
Get ready to blow
At any sign of forced
Entry
Got the century
Guns ready
About to empty
Bullets plenty
Prra prra
Now the blood is dripping
Like some agua
About to fly to Nicaragua
With the Carter
Toting sawed offs
But enough of that
I'm trying to stack these racks
Racks on racks on
Racks on racks
Had to slow it down
For the newer cats
But this is still a hip hop track
So everyone take hold of your pads
Whenever Yahweh go to spazz
Hear the boom bap
And the high hats
Hell yeah
This is real rap
Damn right
Ima bring it back
Hop out of the Cadillac
All my speakers going blast
Bumping tracks from my past
Indiglow been on smash
Got the weed in the dash
But no intentions to pass
Like I'm cutting class
Asking will my music last
Or will I come to crash
In the land where no man
Has ever landed
Feeling stranded
In this planet
Full of madness
But I'll manage
Keep my balance
Through the challenge
Sipping Henny from
My chalice
Like a f*cking champion
Like a f*cking champion
Champion
Trying turn dreams into some dollars
And I'm trying to whip it in Chevy Impalas
Said Im trying turn dreams into some dollars
And I'm trying to whip it in Chevy Impalas
Trying turn dreams into some dollars
And I'm trying to whip it in Chevy Impalas
Said Im trying turn dreams into some dollars
And I'm trying to whip it in Chevy Impalas
And I'm trying to whip it in Chevy Impalas
Said Im trying turn dreams into some dollars
And I'm trying to whip it in Chevy Impalas
Trying to turn dreams into some dollars
Whipping Chevy impalas
Just like them OG ballers
Still remain a scholar
Shout-out to my momma
Death before dishonor
F*ck your karma
Lyrics piercing through your armor
Like it's lava
If I don't get to you today
I got you mañana
Dawg let's avoid the drama
Before you end up in a trauma
Praying to Jehovah & Allah
What's the cost
Of gaining it all
When you realize that
All your dawgs are lost
Knocking at the gates above
Screaming f*ck the white man's law
Nonetheless I'ma ball
Till the day I fall
Yeah It's Yahweh the Pharaoh
F*ck any pendejo
That thinks that he can come up
On mi dinero
Well I'll deploy the fuego
Leave you resting in los cielos
While the orchestra is playing cellos
But
I'm a mellow fellow
Hello
How low
We blow
In door
For sure
Roll more
Oh no
Popo
At door
Grip 4
Get ready to blow
At any sign of forced
Entry
Got the century
Guns ready
About to empty
Bullets plenty
Prra prra
Now the blood is dripping
Like some agua
About to fly to Nicaragua
With the Carter
Toting sawed offs
But enough of that
I'm trying to stack these racks
Racks on racks on
Racks on racks
Had to slow it down
For the newer cats
But this is still a hip hop track
So everyone take hold of your pads
Whenever Yahweh go to spazz
Hear the boom bap
And the high hats
Hell yeah
This is real rap
Damn right
Ima bring it back
Hop out of the Cadillac
All my speakers going blast
Bumping tracks from my past
Indiglow been on smash
Got the weed in the dash
But no intentions to pass
Like I'm cutting class
Asking will my music last
Or will I come to crash
In the land where no man
Has ever landed
Feeling stranded
In this planet
Full of madness
But I'll manage
Keep my balance
Through the challenge
Sipping Henny from
My chalice
Like a f*cking champion
Like a f*cking champion
Champion
Trying turn dreams into some dollars
And I'm trying to whip it in Chevy Impalas
Said Im trying turn dreams into some dollars
And I'm trying to whip it in Chevy Impalas
Trying turn dreams into some dollars
And I'm trying to whip it in Chevy Impalas
Said Im trying turn dreams into some dollars
And I'm trying to whip it in Chevy Impalas
Writer: Jesus Mesa
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid