Chedda Chasin' E

You can't put me in a box or a Category Because my story is not the average rap Jargon I'm talkin', I have a pop and he And my moms was married But he's a hustler And the traits were carried And ordinarily it's Apparenty Rappers are not necessarily the thinkers I'ma be the rarity Above most of they heads, The fame it was tearin' me On a lower Mark but the masses wasn't hearin' me 'Til they Started pairin' me with the beats that was clearly The upper echelon and I was steppin' the pawn But the fame didn't change me, got my weapon Appalled And I never lost faith 'cause she was Death to call R-E-U-P gang reppin' my squad Figure 'til I die 'til it is nothin' at all Never dangle short, it's me and the tangled thoughts Then we got a banger and every angle was Caught I'm ridin' high, cheddar chasin' Got money on My mind Ridon' on who's ever hatin' My nine's Right by my side Drop you with no hesitation It could pop off anytime Grinding, Trying to get this paper Yeah, huh, I roll low pro, cruise control All I know is make moves for dough First rule, Don't ever leave the tool at home I'm no Fool, I'll catch you while you all alone Turn The pressure up, you don't measure up Watch what You sign, I dotted lines like prom night Somebody Gettin' fucked, the shotty gettin' pumped Bodies in The trunk, probably gettin' dumped Man, you honestly A punk, you gotta be a chump What? You know karate, I got a gun Nobody can Stop me, I just begun It's pitiful how I'm Sicker than dudes Got interludes better than the Songs most niggas do It's true, they unoriginal and They gettin' screwed My label got shit on the Table, we doin' interviews See you later, Player, y'all can learn to sing it too Haters Is gon' be haters, don't let it get to You I'm ridin' high, cheddar chasin' Got money on My mind Ridon' on who's ever hatin' My nine's Right by my side Drop you with no hesitation It could pop off anytime Grinding, Trying to get this paper Gotta get this paper, Man I'ma ride 'til them.44 shells hit me My soul lift me away or drip me Like My mind when I'm high on sticky So what I'm sayin' is simply either feel me or kill Me If you real, me then peel me 'til The clip is empty 'Cause if not and I'm Still tickin' like a wristwatch Then homie, You gon' get your shit rocked 'Cause my conditionin' Is tip-top, grindin' for that mint drop Shinin' Through this hip-hop, bomb in that Ziploc It got My eyes on low, man 'Cause my flow like That uncut cocaine And this is no thing I Serve murder with my hand on my burner Switchin' In and out of both lanes Y'all don't hold No weight You talk about what your flow is But I know what your flow ain't Compared to Mine, you past your prime A master prepared to Ride for cash, it's time It's Nizzle the rhyme Spitter, habitual line stepper A heavyweight like Klitschko when I hit ya Huh, the son of A drummer, my mother's a singer Who knows the Trouble I bring it, the hustle is bigger I'm Zoned, fuckin' with liquor, I'm clutchin' the Trigger It's on, I'm bustin' it quicker, get dumped In the river T-H-O, I can't lie We the Best thing to come together since Carmelo and AI Oh shit, come on, man, cops comin' Fuck outta Here, do this motherfucker, man I'm ridin' high, cheddar chasin' Got money on my Mind Ridon' on who's ever hatin' My nine's right By my side Drop you with no hesitation It Could pop off anytime Grinding, Trying to get this paper