[feat. Beanie
1: Meek Mill] I'm a my dream Coming to like Prince Akeem I ain't never a fuck then I seen High definition to get what's given But nothing was never I it from ground up I started out form my basement and builded my up I'm rich off opportunity, money gon' up My on a hundred mill, how the stylist gon' style us Caught up in the light, up in the life I see youngin on the corner with a of that white He just chase his dream plus his daughter needs some wipes And some pampers so he don't give a fuck the slammer He just stay alive, clutching on his hammer World of problems, ain't nobody gotta answer in the grave, daddy gettin' high Bills steady in, he barely gettin' by Same clothes everyday, he gettin' fly Erryday he wake, he just to do his job What that is? Chasin' dreams, time is tickin' so it On his downtime he's spittin' and he's sick, his flow is He just want his real chance, no show But the graveyard the jail cell, though Crack house was his crib, the fathered him though And he got no twitter page but you can follow him tho
Dream chaser, chasin' Grind will turn your shine, be patient Yeah, a miles and runnin' Tryna catch up to my dreams so you know I'm Forrest I'm a dream chaser, chaser, dream chaser Dream chaser, chaser, dream chaser Dream chaser, dream
[Verse 2: Sigel] I was raised by my Pop used to her Got a my age, my pop was a cheater Gram's something in the pot for us to eat up Had to up the oven for the house to heat up Christmas missed us, no birthday's or Used to snatch bags Halloween trick or treaters Hot dogs and beans, fish sticks on the Shared the same bed that my cousin to pee in to be the Huxtable's, settled for the Brady's Black and white on top of floor model with' no My sister used to punch me, me, slap me Caught my first case cookies outta ackney Raised in Phil, 2-4 where you can find me at Used to the machines for quarters out the laundromat Dirty little teen, going to embarrassin' Gas cut off, my clothes like kerosene
Dream chaser, keep Grind turn into your shine, be patient Yeh, a miles and runnin' Tryna up to my dreams so you know I'm Forrest Gumpin' I'm a chaser, dream chaser, dream chaser Dream chaser, dream chaser, chaser Dream chaser, dream
[Verse 3: Mill] It all in the basement, me, my pen and my pad Started thinkin' things I never had Was broke as a joke, never laugh I woke up and went and got it, now forever mad How can you me where I came from When a year ago I was the same one Them dudes you your homies be the main one You'd be surprised what niggas do as as the fame come But I ain't worried, discouraged, I just it When my dreams started to crumble, deserted courtroom when my judge read my verdict But now I'm gettin' to it, act like they deserve it Sittin' in my cell, my dream Fade like Mike, quarter, tie game Shackles on my ankles and my first chains And now it's hard work on the menu, I thirst
Dream chaser, chasin' Grind will turn into your shine, be Yeh, a miles and runnin' Tryna catch up to my so you know I'm Forrest Gumpin' I'm a dream chaser, dream chaser, dream Dream chaser, dream chaser, chaser Dream chaser, dream