No Chaser

[J. Arrr]
Yea
Nytro, you crazy for this one, bro
Uh
Shoutout to Willie Dynamite (hahaha)

[1st Verse]

Look
I heard niggas was sounding like my old shit
I scoped it
Brought the janitors out, they know how dirty the flows get
I’m posted like a bulletin board with note slips
You know when I’m focused, I’m explosive
Westbrook in the lane
In a class of my own, our textbooks ain’t the same
This the school of knock harder
Competing with myself, my tools got a lot sharper
My shit so liberating, it’s sounding like dropped charges
Y’all top artists be falling to the bottom of the totem
Cause they ain’t really like that, somebody shoulda told em
Not materialistic but I’m polishing my gold on ever track it’s like I’m fondling my scrotum
That means I hold my own universally
It’s 1st degree, fuck a university
I murder any verse that you’ve heard from me
And promise it’s worth the fee
I still do it for the love but I don’t work for free
Nigga

[Hook]

You a paper chaser
You got your block on fire
Remaining a G until the moment you expire
Til the moment I retire, I gotta apply the pressure
For the love, for the bag, you gotta decide whether
You a paper chaser
You got your block on fire
Remaining a G until the moment you expire
Til the moment I retire, I gotta apply the pressure
For the love, for the bag, you gotta decide whether

[2nd Verse]

Yea
Decide whether your soul is important over endorsements
For money and fame, some niggas focus distorted
That Bull on the Mike ain’t clever or close to Jordan
Why spit a thousand words that never show us the portrait
I’m stepping over the chorus like Iverson in the Staples
They wanted my name brand, I ain’t to into labels
Following trends like dummies to get appraisal
Do anything for the money, that shit amazing
Shit, I was praying for a contract too
Now the way I’m fighting these demons, they don’t come back thru
So why would I combat you?
We got smoke, watch all your people catch a contact too
If you don’t get me, peep the context clues left on the table
Why all their food for thought in terrible flavors?
Any scale Dion, it never Waiters
I get paper for my passion, their only passion is paper

[Hook]

You a paper chaser
You got your block on fire
Remaining a G until the moment you expire
Til the moment I retire, I gotta apply the pressure
For the love, for the bag, you gotta decide whether
You a paper chaser
You got your block on fire
Remaining a G until the moment you expire
Til the moment I retire, I gotta apply the pressure
For the love, for the bag, you gotta decide whether