S3VO - What I'm Chasin' Lyrics

S3VO
Ouuu
This what I'm chasing, this WHAT I'M CHASIN' (What I'm chasin')

Big bag WHAT I'M CHASIN'
Big bag come with patience
Backwood what I'm facing
Back to back now I'm pacing

Could've went half's on a glizzy with a shooter
Copped a four five mad long like a ruler
Homie keep a nine, my cousin keep a ruger
And I bet they gon' slide if I tell em come and do ya

Diamonds on me I, drip, now
N***a try to talk tell him, sit, down
N***a try to talk bring the clip out
Better know S3VO can't slip now

Stack and stack and go
Stack and stack some more
Minus 40 in the snow
In the E it get snow it get co-o-old

Blood cousin he a shooter in his bag now
Blood cousin he heard S3VO steady snap now
Jakes caught him slipping man I'm guessing that he mad now
He was ducking and finessing in the trap house

Streets so cold, all alone on a mission
N****s buying poles but can't pay for tuition
Money getting taller, water whipped up north, we the north, like a baller

How you gon' fool me, mind of a scholar
If shawty gon' stress then she know I'ma call her
She say undress me, She saying S3VO caress me

Roll it, smoke it, blow it
We gon' smoke n' roll another one
Golden molten fire, spitting fire from another sun
Hold it, load it, but then when you blow it, it be troublesome
On the low, my shawty knows she's stuck with me like bubblegum

How could I lose all there is to gain
They say my vocals gon' GLITCH the game

Drip in the rain
Dripping through the pain

Big bag WHAT I'M CHASIN'
Big bag come with patience
Backwood what I'm facing
Back to back now I'm pacing

Could've went half's on a glizzy with a shooter
Copped a four five mad long like a ruler
Cousin keep a nine, my homie keep a ruger
And I bet they got' slide if I tell em come and do ya

Diamonds on me I, drip, now
N***a try to talk tell him, sit, down
N***a try to talk bring the clip out
Better know S3VO can't slip now

Stack and stack and go
Stack and stack some more
Minus 40 in the snow
In the E it get snow it get co-o-old

Believe me, it aint easy
Diamonds and gold on me freeze me, like a free-ze

Cash out, till we pass out
Thumbing through racks non stop, shawty
Let me show you MACs and GLOCK 40s

I told my n****s the path is your's
I know some students and traffikers
I know some shooters they catch figures
All bout my cheque you should cash in yours

My shooting guard versus you, that's a mismatch
When he shoot, he don't shoot just to miss that
If, it's, me, on the line
He would hit that, he would hit that

Believe me, it aint easy
Oh no no, oh no no

It's cheesy
S3VO, S3VO