steady paper chasing,

I think that baby,that you dont know that I travel different types of time zones,to try get at this paper chase,I'm trying out different grooves,stepup on my moves,when I rock this here microphone, putting together somethen, that make you want throw your hands up in the air,and shake your heads too,baby you can check me out on social media, I got plenty of wed pages,if you wanta get at me,Chicago's six,is my streets name,aka the black reaper, when I pack them things,we get into what ever that you want,I'm guaranteed to pack that stick,hit girl anyway that you want me too,make you fall flat on your back,and rise your legs high up into the air,as I make that ass of your wiggly and wopply all over the bed case,but right now I'm out in these ghetto streets, trying get at the money,the way a real nigga,suppose two,there's no nigga,like me when I'm putting down a game plan,to stack this money, too the rooftops, I'm so "hot",there's no "stopping "me,I'm moving fast just like a jet,and I'm touching down in your neighborhoods and towns,just like a airplane, therefore it ain't "no",stopping me now,when I'm onmy paperchase, so if you owe me money, I suggest that you pay me,you dont want too see them "boys"coming dress in all black,with them mac's all cock back,cause it ain't no stopping it now,stopping it now,