No Chaser

Look I heard niggas was sounding like my old shit I scoped it Brought the janitors out, they know how dirty the flows get I’m posted like a bulletin board with note slips You know when I’m focused, I’m explosive Westbrook in the lane In a class of my own, our textbooks ain’t the same This the school of knock harder Competing with myself, my tools got a lot sharper My shit so liberating, it’s sounding like dropped charges Y’all top artists be falling to the bottom of the totem Cause they ain’t really like that, somebody shoulda told em Not materialistic but I’m polishing my gold on ever track it’s like I’m fondling my scrotum That means I hold my own universally It’s 1st degree, f*ck a university I murder any verse that you’ve heard from me And promise it’s worth the fee I still do it for the love but I don’t work for free Nigga You a paper chaser You got your block on fire Remaining a G until the moment you expire Til the moment I retire, I gotta apply the pressure For the love, for the bag, you gotta decide whether You a paper chaser You got your block on fire Remaining a G until the moment you expire Til the moment I retire, I gotta apply the pressure For the love, for the bag, you gotta decide whether Decide whether your soul is important over endorsements For money and fame, some niggas focus distorted That Bull on the mic ain’t clever or close to Jordan Why spit a thousand words that never show us the portrait I’m stepping over the chorus like Iverson in the Staples They wanted my name brand but I ain’t to into labels Following trends like dummies to get appraisal Do anything for the money, that shit amazing Shit I was praying for a contract too Now the way I’m fighting these demons, they don’t come back thru So why would I combat you We got smoke, watch all your people catch a contact too If you don’t get me, peep the context clues left on the table Why all their food for thought in terrible flavors Any scale Dion, it never Waiters I get paper for my passion, their only passion is paper You a paper chaser You got your block on fire Remaining a G until the moment you expire Til the moment I retire, I gotta apply the pressure For the love, for the bag, you gotta decide whether You a paper chaser You got your block on fire Remaining a G until the moment you expire Til the moment I retire, I gotta apply the pressure For the love, for the bag, you gotta decide whether