The Chase Lyrics

You can keep running its not gunna do you any use

Cat and mouse games

Mental abuse

I hope I don't lose the rocks in my shoes

That's not a metaphor

Ask anyone that use

Harbor freight

With the weight

And the tools

That's not a metaphor Ask anyone that use

Harbor freight With the weight

And the tools

Ask anyone that use

Gotta chase this check

Can't be caught, chasing no, neck

But fizz seen me, step

So now she gotta get the

Now she gotta get the

Gotta chase this check

Can't be caught

Chasing no neck

But fizz seen me step

Now she gotta get the

Now she gotta get the tech

911 Is all I can think

Double homicide

Is alot harder to beat

My hearts like Mike tyson

Punching out hard to the beat

No time to waste

She movin her feet

I'm movin mine

Into the woods

Unlucky is as the dice

Rollin This bitch gotta die

Imagination running wild

Thinking how I haven't even had a child

If I get locked up in cold blood

It'll be too late

Thinking if I can't catch this bitch ima send myself to heavens gates

She tripped and fell

It's time to end this chase

Into the woods unlucky as late

5 Minutes could have changed

Her fate

Sure she had a family

But I got one too

Not really biological

But them niggas starving

Eating nun but cold food

And I can't help them if I'm locked up too

So it's no time to waste

I reach for my waist

Open the door and I say

Gotta chase this check

Can't be caught chasing no neck

But fizz seen me step

So now she gotta get the

Gotta chase this check

Can't be caught chasing no neck

But fizz seen me step

Now she gotta get the tech