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Chase paper music. 


I'm flying so high.
I'm high in the sky.
I'm grinding for mine.
I'm counting mine.
Everybody who doubted me. 
They are

until you see it, that's the game

Come on now, come give me
Some hope for anything

I think I'm better off dead dead dead
With all the things that no one

know how to act
Achoo
Animated
Wray and Neph got 'em activated
Little agitated (mad) now I'm on timing stick to the grind and y'all hella fabricated
It

bone is connected to the head bone
The phone line doesn't have a dial tone
The internet is currently down
Call your provider if I'm not around

Right now

wasn't feelin' it
Girl I swear that you different, you know my intentions, I'm tryna make you mine and it's relevant
When I see you, you know I'm gon' pop

she throwing tantrums
My bitch act too bougie, yeah she think she from the Hamptons
Your bitch in my phone, she say you ugly, but I'm handsome
You can

fast that you thought I'm on crack
And the way I'm making moves, you would think that I'm Jack
Jack Black with the sauce, I ain't talking A1
I just made

Is it that time of year again
Days getting longer
The drinks getting stronger
And I'm staring at my walls
I've been spending my year
Feeling sorry

the Machete
Zey that's my brother, he throw up the Trendy
I'm tired of dissing and I'm done being friendly
Next Time I see you you going up to your bestie
Like,

look her in the face

I'll be gone on the road
What you want from me
You don't know I'm runnin' out on E
Tell me it's a dream

Don't wanna wake up

bitch, she want me to paint her face
Now she want me to come over, she just bought a Rover, I'm M.I.A

She want me to slide, but she won't slide, I'm

I been cruising thru the town
I'm a shadow walker
Muted like a TV
Make no sounds
How I'm movin on a mission

Knowing it's impossible to stop
Cause I'm

said, I'm bitch, go see what's up
We some snipers, the worst bitch Catch and shoot, we Gary Tripp
Y'all tryna beef, don't got no pulse We passing hoes,

to the top, yeah, you know we locked in Top 5 in your city, in the world
We top 10 Ballin' like SportsCenter, I'm bout to make

The top 10 Bitch niggas keep me

beat his ass/
Guess what I'm doin?/
I'm scarin parents for their Donna Karen's
It's the hellraiser back to watch you parish/
Burned him, and they found

you must be happy
They used it a for comic nice

If i think i'm like Mr Charlie Brown
cnd don't be a lucky guy,how sed
If i think i'm like Mr Charlie

Selling drugs niggas call me el chapo
Chasing paper, I'm chasing my guap hoe
Bitches chase me, they love me I'm guapo
Kill that pussy, im killing

I'm Still Depending On You To Show me the way
crtist, D Dumas
Written by, Douglas J. Dumas


Verse 1
I've been gone much too long. (Too long)
Now I

[Intro: Chester Bennington "KIISFM 102.7 Interview"]
I know that for me, when I'm in my own head. This place right here, that is a bad neighborhood.

I'm on a different type of timing nigga. 

I'm on a different type of timing nigga looking come and find me nigga. Bet not have your chick with you,

The whole fucking town to look red like it's hell,
cnd I just came back yes i'm doing real swell.
Made friends with the devil bitch, you couldn't tell?
Well

You're divine
Please tell me I'm alright
I'm trying to catch your eye
Without you I can't survive
Please
Tell me I'm alright
Awaiting your

Wooooo
Here we go
God I need help, baby
I've fallen flat on my face
Hope you can't tell, baby
I wanna pick up the pace
I'm feelin' good, baby
Just

baby, you ain't runnin' late, yeah
I'm runnin', runnin' late, yeah Please, don't you run away, away, away
Don't you run away, away I'm hidin', hidin',