Chase The Bag

--- 🎧 Title: Chase the Money --- [Intro – 0:00–0:15] Yeah… Ain’t no sleep when you chasin’ that bag… Street lessons turned me to a man fast… Yeah… yeah… --- [Hook – 0:15–0:40] Chase that money, I ain't chasin’ no fame Came from nothin’, had to hustle through the pain Same fit, but the mindset changed Now it's big plays every move I make Chase the money, I ain't trustin’ no hand Seen it switch when you down, they don’t understand From the block to the mic, same plan Get it all, never fold, never ran --- [Verse 1 – 0:40–1:20] (steady flow, real street talk) Late nights posted up, watchin’ them deals Tryna turn every loss into somethin’ that's real Had to learn on my own, couldn’t wait on a plug If it dont make money, I ain't showin’ no love We was broke, had dreams but the fridge stay empty Now I'm stackin’ it tall, they dependin’ on me Every scar got a story, every loss got a lesson Had to move with a purpose, cut off all the distractions Seen fake turn real, real turn fake Had to tighten my circle, watch every snake If you talkin’ that loyalty, better show proof ‘Cause the streets don’t forgive when you slip, you lose Now I’m locked in focus, tunnel vision on green From the curb to the booth, same hustle routine If it’s money involved, I'ma chase it for real Ain’t no plan B, this the life that I live --- [Hook – 1:20–1:45] (repeat with slight variation / added ad-libs) Chase the money, I ain't chasin’ no fame Came from nothin’, had to hustle through the pain Same fit, but the mindset changed Now it's big plays every move I make Chase the money, I ain't trustin’ no hand Seen it switch when you down, they don’t understand.... From the block to the mic, same plan Get it all, never fold, never ran --- [Verse 2 – 1:45–2:25] (more aggressive, faster cadence) Turned pain into bars, now the booth my trap Every line got weight, put the truth in rap They be trippin’ on me, now they watch every move Tryna copy the grind, but they don’t got the proof I done seen what it do when the money come fast Same ones disappearin’ when you don't last So I move low-key, keep the circle tight Only ones stayed solid was the ones that stayed through the nights Had to hustle both sides, streets and the stage Still the same mindset, just a different page From the block with the risks to the lights and crowds Still grind every day, never lettin’ up now If I eat, we eat, yeah the team get fed But I cut dead weight if it mess with the bread Ain’t no love in the game, gotta earn your respect Every move calculated, every step correct --- [Bridge – 2:25–2:40] (beat strips down, emotional tone) Ain’t no handouts where I’m from Had to get it on my own Now they hear me through the speakers But they don’t know what I know… --- [Final Hook – 2:40–3:00] (full energy, extra ad-libs + stacked vocals) Chase the money, I ain't chasin’ no fame Came from nothin’, had to hustle through the pain Same fit, but the mindset changed Now it's big plays every move I make Chase the money, I ain't trustin’ no hand Seen it switch when you down, they don’t stand From the block to the mic, same plan Get it all, never fold, never ran ---