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Started with a dream that's all I ever had, yeah Haters talking 'bout me I done made 'em mad, yeah Now all I know is count my blessings count this cash, yeah Too paid to chase a bitch so I'ma chase a bag, yeah Chase a bag, chase a bag, chase a bag, yeah Chase a bag, chase a bag, chase a bag, yeah Chase a bag, chase a bag, chase a bag Chase a bag, yeah yeah, chase a bag, yeah Started with a dream, now I swear to God I'm winning I come from the bottom, nigga, look how my pockets sittin' $50,000 in 'em, been chasing that bag since a youngin' Cops and robbers, nigga We chase a bag, yeah, we make 'em mad, yeah We all lit around this bitch laser tag yeah I count my blessings twice before I bless the mic I check a bag like I'm catching flights I'm in my bag right now I think they mad right now See I was running round wild could have fouled out Ooh child things are gonna get a little easier Had to fix the antenna so the TV worked Invested with the money off the weed he served From the bottom had to grind 'til everything reversed Word Started with a dream that's all I ever had, yeah SongtexteHaters talking 'bout me I done made 'em mad, yeah Now all I know is count my blessings count this cash, yeah Too paid to chase a bitch so I'ma chase a bag, yeah Chase a bag, chase a bag, chase a bag, yeah Chase a bag, chase a bag, chase a bag, yeah Chase a bag, chase a bag, chase a bag Chase a bag, yeah yeah, chase a bag, yeah Life's way too short to take a break I had to make a way Didn't wait for nothing I got shit done Fuck niggas can't relate I sold more zips to niggas in the 'hood than Bathing Ape I got that swag I'm in my bag just call me Jake The Snake They talk that shit but show respect When we meet face-to-face Might teach they ass about subtraction when I take away From the bottom like some roots Yeah me and God been in cahoots My mama told me lock shit down I said I will just like a boot I'm like 2Pac I got the juice And bitch I got more kicks than Bruce I'm in Balmain bitch fuck a suit I slide LVs all through my loops I'm fresh as hell I'm bustin' moves Gettin' to dough just like a coupe I been had hoes like I was Luke Your hoe wanna blow me like a nuke She said she'll blow me like some soup I told her blow me like a flute Then she blew on me like I'm Duke Gave me top just like a roof If you want beef that's on my daughter Like Kyle Korver I'ma shoot This rapper smoke shit like he Snoop And then get right back to the loot Started with a dream that's all I ever had, yeah Haters talking 'bout me I done made 'em mad, yeah Now all I know is count my blessings count this cash, yeah Too paid to chase a bitch so I'ma chase a bag, yeah Chase a bag, chase a bag, chase a bag, yeah Chase a bag, chase a bag, chase a bag, yeah Chase a bag, chase a bag, chase a bag Chase a bag, yeah yeah, chase a bag, yeah Aus Songtexte Mania