Songtexte:
Chase And Status In Love

this feeling More serious than butterflies My inside's so sore Finding it hard to let go 'Cause I'm still, I'm still in love I'm in love Here we are

To climax I come up with a nab The game don't stop Legit ballers bending up the block Niggas rushing, coming at us cause of status and props Sucking and fucking, loving

us I need chicks to lust, smoke my weed mixed wit dust Go ahead and let your crew soup you up In the ambulance, gon' have to come and scoop you up Fuck

has come, find it and return to the One Abandon the flesh, self-interest, Broadway to death Pride and the greed, hide and subdividing the seed The knowledge of good and

Grinding and hustling and getting at mine Swerving and token and grippin' on pine Bump, bump, bump, bump All in your trunk Woofers and tweeters and speakers

Introduced you to my dogs, that don't love hoes and firm fiascoes Assholes, fucked you up with my last video, tuxed up doin' a Tango And cash, always

when the whole city's mine? I been grinding like a motherfucker chasing my dream No longer chasing, I'm making my green And it seems that them niggas

mob status I'ma lay low Representin' Legit Ballers and niggas biten the flow On the streets or the stage, A 45 or a gauze That's why me and the Twista

dash Bust in her ass To climax, I come up with a nab The game don't stop Legit ballers bending up the block Niggas rushing, coming at us cause of status and props Sucking and fucking, loving