Chasing The Sun Lyrics

Live for the art, put my heart in this shit

I seen it flip, get as hard as it gets

I never fold, but I did some shit when I'm low, that I know I that I partly regret

Niggas on road, hoes put my quotes in they phone, but I'm never caught in the mix

Still rarely home, handled them demons alone, cause all of them niggas jumped ship

That Cruise still sailing

No can't tote no weapon

Lows I know those feelings really, shit can't even tell it

Niggas on the block gone sell it

How they gone apply known felons

How we gone survive no telling baby, really gotta find your methods

Had to go and find my reasons, pleading praying that the lord don't shelf me

Fuck them niggas don't need em, leave em when the pressure get too heavy

Just tryna find my peace

Tryna expand my reach

Lord knows if I fall

Then all that shit down on me

Down on me

I suppose, the whips and gold, and hella hoes is fair trade

Exchange your soul, and lose yourself most cold game

You've ever known, but still you know you gone play

I suppose, the whips and gold, and hella hoes is fair trade

Exchange your soul, and lose yourself most cold game

You've ever known, but still you know you gone play

Off the wake take two to the face

Couple hundred off the stage for the show

Ex-employer probably blue in the face

Twisted now, but they gone dread when I'm on

City locked, since we came up to the state

And the plot getting thicker, than women you ain't seen since senior last graduate day

Haven't been back in a minute,

Niggas claim since I'm rapping I'm different

No exchange, but been practice forgiving

Cause all strain got me lacking the feeling

Used to play in the back of the buildings

Now my name cross these banners I'm winning

Hard to keep faith when these niggas don't get it

Hard to keep faith with these niggas intentions

I suppose, the whips and gold, and hella hoes is fair trade

Exchange your soul, and lose yourself most cold game

You've ever known, but still you know you gone play

I suppose, the whips and gold, and hella hoes is fair trade

Exchange your soul, and lose yourself most cold game

You've ever known, but still you know you gone play