Chase by TaySav Lyrics

Pour me up Double cup of Styrofoam

Percy 30 got a nigga mind gone

Fly me out I'm in a different time zone

Niggas hate it cuz a nigga time froze

Heller Keller to da hate I'm blind tho

I ain't even blind tho

PBG my niggas Billy grind mode

Caught me by surprise left his mind blown

So much pain I don't cry but u can catch me with the guys getting fried tho

Lu & Shotty baked as a pie

Riding round with da dog I be bound to slide tho
Damn I be down to slide why cuz a lot of my niggas died bro

So understand as a man that this shit mandatory that we ride on em

Brother victim of a homicide

Swear to God it left me traumatized

Nigga then Spazz & Shotta left me Mosey died

You can see the pain in my eyes N****

Used to ride get high with em
F*** hoes used to get fly with him

Used to load the poles go N slide with em

If they wanted smoke we'll find n*****

Now my brother & em gone for real

I've been blowing on strong for real

We been blowing them poles for real

Big bro told me tay go on and chill
Biggie told me go on chase a deal

Shotta told me go and Chase a meal

Spazzo told me go on make it real

If they didn't before make em feel

Pappy gon I'ma make it still
It's my time but i'm patient still

SD 45 that's stainless steel don't play with us we bring pain for real

It'll never be the same for real

If you catch him we going to leave his brains revealed

Out in public got the thing concealed

 If you actin crazy get change for real

But I'm really on the chase for real take the jigsaw the chase for real

Mama asked me why you play with guns

Cause Mama you can't lose another son
I'm the best already and I just begun
Bitch I'm hotter than da f****** sun

Get you glazed like a honey bun caught his ass in traffic that's a hit and run

It's blast on site wit them b**** ass n*****

All in the county you a snitch ass N****

How you fold on your man's that you used to do hits with

Tote blicks with f*** around and hit licks with

I'll never switch up b**** up none of that

I'ma tote the pole and blow n***** knowing that

Put it on my waist see da Jake's I ain't throwing that

Try to get up on me or my homie I can't Go for that

If you could throw shots then imma throw it back

Them bullets hit your back he bled to a slow death

He trying to stay alive he taking Dem slow breaths

I run up to his face like here u can take that

I'm smoking on Blake pack cuz bro nem made that

Don't smoke on Nate pack cuz we ain't create that

I smoke on moe pack but I ain't going to say that

But we can state facts but I'ma just say less