[feat. Beanie
[Verse 1: Mill] I'm a chase my Coming to America like Prince I ain't never a fuck then I seen High definition to get what's forever But was never given I build it from up I started out form my and builded my house up I'm off opportunity, money gon' pile up My swag on a mill, how the stylist gon' style us Caught up in the light, caught up in the I see on the corner with a quarter of that white He just tryna chase his dream his daughter needs some wipes And some pampers so he don't give a about the slammer He tryna stay alive, clutching on his hammer World full of problems, ain't gotta answer Mommy in the grave, daddy high Bills steady rollin' in, he gettin' by Same clothes everyday, he barely fly he wake, he just swear to do his job What that is? Chasin' dreams, is tickin' so it seems On his downtime he's spittin' and sick, his flow is mean He just want his real chance, no reality 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 into your shine, be patient Yeah, a hundred miles and Tryna catch up to my so you know I'm Forrest Gumpin' I'm a dream chaser, dream chaser, dream chaser, dream chaser, dream chaser Dream chaser, chaser
[Verse 2: Beanie I was by my momma Pop used to her Got a sister my age, my pop was a Gram's kept in the pot for us to eat up Had to open up the for the house to heat up Christmas missed us, no or Easter's to snatch bags from Halloween trick or treaters Hot dogs and beans, sticks on the weekend Shared the same bed my cousin used to pee in Dreamed to be the Huxtable's, for the Brady's Black and white on top of model with' no cable My sister used to punch me, beat me, me Caught my first case stealin' cookies ackney in South 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 smelling like
Dream chaser, chasin' Grind will turn your shine, be patient Yeh, a hundred miles and Tryna catch up to my dreams so you I'm Forrest Gumpin' I'm a dream chaser, dream chaser, dream Dream chaser, dream chaser, dream Dream chaser, chaser
[Verse 3: Mill] It all in the basement, me, my pen and my pad Started thinkin' things I never had Was as a joke, ain't never laugh I woke up and went and got it, now they mad How can you me where I came from When just a ago I was the same one Them dudes you call your be the main one You'd be surprised what niggas do as soon as the come But I ain't worried, discouraged, I just it When my dreams started to crumble, deserted Empty courtroom my judge read my verdict But now I'm gettin' to it, niggas act like deserve it in my cell, watching my dream Fade Mike, fourth quarter, tie game Shackles on my ankles and wrist my first And now hard work on the menu, I thirst cream
Dream chaser, keep Grind will into your shine, be patient Yeh, a hundred 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, dream Dream chaser, dream