Fresh

[Intro]
Ayo, from now on, you're gonna start calling me Chuck E, alright?
Like in Chuck D, you're gonna start calling me Chuck E, alright?
'Cause I'm makin' all this dough, B, I don't wanna be called Chuck
(Ayo, Ray, turn me up)
(Brian, you're so crazy for this)
Yeah
Turn me up

[Verse 1]
If I don't go and get it, who gon' do this shit for me?
Brodie clutch, he'll shoot like he standin' at the three (Whew)
These niggas nobodies, just a bunch of wannabes
Chopper sing a lullaby, let it rock, he go to sleep
He say it's up, hit him in his top once, he gon' go under
I'm plugged in, I can get you right for the low number
My young killer steppin' on shit, he ain't got no number
You see smoke from the chop like I burn rubber
Chasin' bread, gettin' cake, it's never borin'
If I catch an opp lackin', catch me hangin' out a foreign (Hangin' out a foreign)
Heard they ain't get no get back, they still mournin'
Niggas talkin' all that rah-rah, I just ignore 'em (I don't hear it)
No, I can't pay attention
Get on a nigga ass, quick to pay a visit
Throw my lil' niggas a tip, ain't gotta pay to get 'em
He just want some money every way and he hate the system (Fuck 'em)

[Chorus]
Pops said, "All money ain't good," I'm like, "How the fuck it's bad?"
Every day I wake up, I'm chasin' after cash

[Verse 2]
Never enough, I need it all
Focus on myself, middle finger to the law
Bump into me, let off shots, I ain't finna have no brawl
Know you can die playin' games, have you ever seen Saw? (You ever?)
Sometimes, it feel real, but be fake love
Boy, you claim to be a gangster, you a fake thug
'Cause I don't deal with bullshit, they say I changed up (They say I changed up)
Bitch, it's big CEO, I'm the same one (I'm the same one)
I remember hearing, "Boy, don't leave off the porch," and now I'm so deep
Tryna make it to the top, I heard it's lonely (I heard it's lonely)
Youngin swingin' sticks in the jungle, feel like Mowgli (I feel like)
Semi-automatic hit his ass, I bet it fold him (Whew, whew)
He gon' curl up
Throwin' up the East Side, I ain't Erewhon's (I ain't Erewhon)
I feel like Nono, bruh 'nem told me, "Put them guns up"
But they know I love this shit, ain't puttin' nothin' up (Nothin' up)

[Chorus]
Pops said, "All money ain't good," I'm like, "How the fuck it's bad?"
Every day I wake up, I'm chasin' after cash