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letra de chase checks - $overeign$

[verse 1: franchise jay]
if you don’t have the money you won’t get respect
n-ggas ain’t believing you don’t expect
for n-ggas to always stay true to the set
i start saying true sh-t it makes n-ggas upset
i can never fake sh-t
always choose to face it
always running to the money cuz i’m not complacent
on the dash i’m racing
moving at my pace and
making stupid -ss decisions running out of patience
all this sour that i’m smoking got me looking asian
this the type of music they ain’t playing at your station
$ov gon flood the streets take over the whole nation
we not really from this planet nasa sp-ce station
life’s a game and i’m here playing on my playstation
we just cooling having fun with this while n-ggas hating
i cannot respect you n-ggas that’s just out there waiting
for some magic sh-t to happen maybe money raining?
i really had to go get it could’ve been complaining
sketching out my life and soon y’all see the final painting
maybe then ya will respect it maybe entertain it
so much sh-t i been through just to tell my mom i made it

[hook: jodye]
yeah, i was in dyckman
ducking indictments
police don’t like me
i got the ricks with no laces
told that little b-tch i ain’t chasing
i saw your shawty but she don’t excite me
i got the power so they wanna spite me
i got the, i got the, (spite me)
i got the power so they wanna spite me

[verse 2: yung ello]
woah!
drop down, drop down, drop down, drop down
i got this b-tch on lockdown
5,4,3,2,1 i’m off now
watch how i get off the block now
turn up don’t tell me to calm down
i got the money to pop now
i keep the opps on they toes
shoot for the stars with a glock now
k!lling this sh-t like it’s moscow
haters gon tell me they like me
but they do not so watch how i plot now
i don’t even hear what you saying
i turn around like “boy whatchu talk bout?”
cuz i be ready to rumble
like i’m a caveman watch how i rock out
ha! d-mn!
i’m finna ball for the evening
i even ball when i’m dreaming aye
i get a call when the season change
you n-gga starve like bulimics aye
i’m working hard i don’t need a break
i pray to god like for jesus sake
i pray to god like for jesus

[verse 3: joey jester]
n-ggas want war but i already dead it
hoes on my d-ck talking debit or credit
i do not accept, never got tempt
the money the same but there’s really a difference
i work for my sh-t while you get an inheritance
i come from the hood we not sharing sh-t
side note if you tryna get millions
do not f-ck b-tches with cocaine addictions
import it then snort it, she doing extortion
blackmailing you like if you not important
my b-tch independent, she don’t need my check
ya life full of b-tches who always in debt
there’s something you lack and that is respect
there’s something i have and that is respect
i’m tryna be diddy, i’m tryna be dre
the moment i’m rich i’ll be mia
house in the hills for me and my brothers
head to dr get a house for my mother
caribbean vibes, we chill by the tides
always ten toes i don’t need to switch sides
head to the city to my penthouse suite
pop champagne while i make some beats
surrender or vanish, i learn from the streets
no need for a bench when the starters elite

- overeign

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