Dream Chaser 3style lyrics

Verse 1 - Feltz

Swag on drip got them balmains
Swerve in the BMW that’s that i8
Smoke my weed and get high like a sky scrape
And I’m always high cos I love high grade
Won’t catch me sipping on the drank
See me smoking stank
Rolling with thangs
Let them go bang... bang
Weapon on my hip I got it tucked
Try to f*ck about I’ll push your wig up
When we come for the goods give it up
We’re be off the drug so we don’t give a f*ck
Hustle for the money cos we gotta get the bucks
Hustle for the money then we go and f*ck the sl*ts
Gotta get the money just so we can live it up
I’ve been sick and tired of sitting here stuck
And I ain’t tryna push my luck but open up
I might just leave you in the dust cos I ain’t giving up
I’mma keep on doing this cos I ain’t giving up
Imma keep on smoking on my weed heading up
Staring at the stars remind me of your eyes
I’ll be going for first so I better get my prize
Is all of this love really worth the price
I’ll be up and above I’ll be always getting high
Get me on the mic so I can talk my mind
Get me under the light so I can go and shine
Give me your love so I can make you mine
When I get up then I’ll give you all my time
I’m just tryna make it
Old friends hate it
Old friends snaked it
But that sh*t was blatant
But I’m here staying patience
Nearly 30 god damn I feel ancient
Praying that Pyrah doesn’t get taken