What I'm Chasin'

S3VO Ouuu This what I'm chasing, this WHAT I'M CHASIN' (What I'm chasin') Big bag WHAT I'M CHASIN' Big bag come with patience Backwood what I'm facing Back to back now I'm pacing Could've went half's on a glizzy with a shooter Copped a four five mad long like a ruler Homie keep a nine, my cousin keep a ruger And I bet they gon' slide if I tell em come and do ya Diamonds on me I, drip, now N***a try to talk tell him, sit, down N***a try to talk bring the clip out Better know S3VO can't slip now Stack and stack and go Stack and stack some more Minus 40 in the snow In the E it get snow it get co-o-old Blood cousin he a shooter in his bag now Blood cousin he heard S3VO steady snap now Jakes caught him slipping man I'm guessing that he mad now He was ducking and finessing in the trap house Streets so cold, all alone on a mission N****s buying poles but can't pay for tuition Money getting taller, water whipped up north, we the north, like a baller How you gon' fool me, mind of a scholar If shawty gon' stress then she know I'ma call her She say undress me, She saying S3VO caress me Roll it, smoke it, blow it We gon' smoke n' roll another one Golden molten fire, spitting fire from another sun Hold it, load it, but then when you blow it, it be troublesome On the low, my shawty knows she's stuck with me like bubblegum How could I lose all there is to gain They say my vocals gon' GLITCH the game Drip in the rain Dripping through the pain Big bag WHAT I'M CHASIN' Big bag come with patience Backwood what I'm facing Back to back now I'm pacing Could've went half's on a glizzy with a shooter Copped a four five mad long like a ruler Cousin keep a nine, my homie keep a ruger And I bet they got' slide if I tell em come and do ya Diamonds on me I, drip, now N***a try to talk tell him, sit, down N***a try to talk bring the clip out Better know S3VO can't slip now Stack and stack and go Stack and stack some more Minus 40 in the snow In the E it get snow it get co-o-old Believe me, it aint easy Diamonds and gold on me freeze me, like a free-ze Cash out, till we pass out Thumbing through racks non stop, shawty Let me show you MACs and GLOCK 40s I told my n****s the path is your's I know some students and traffikers I know some shooters they catch figures All bout my cheque you should cash in yours My shooting guard versus you, that's a mismatch When he shoot, he don't shoot just to miss that If, it's, me, on the line He would hit that, he would hit that Believe me, it aint easy Oh no no, oh no no It's cheesy S3VO, S3VO