"No Chaser" lyrics
The shit I'm going through too tough
The shit I'm going through too tough
The shit I'm going through too tough
So I put Henny' in my cup
Don't like D'usse, it's too rough
And Casamigos make me fuss
But I know how to make her blush
And she know how to make me nut
I know food can make her fuck
She say I'm rude, okay, so what?
Bulletproof, okay, that's us
Tell the truth, or you can hush
All my niggas came through strapped up like the Navy, bitch it's us
Uh, I got kicked out, when I was seventeen
Ain't have no bread, stuck in my head, I just had melodies
Ain't have no bed, couldn't get no rest, but I had bigger dreams
The label "stress" been at my neck, can make it hard to breathe
This shit been killin' me slow
I even dropped out of school
But I been chasin' my dreams, shit, I make everything cold
This shit is not what it seems, you think that everything smooth
So niggas stay in the streets, if that's what's makin' you move
This a wild, wild life
I never seem to get it
I don't need to get it
Pullin' all the freak hoes, it don't get easier
But how the industry moves, this shit reasonable
But how the industry goes, this is typical
The shit I'm going through too tough
So I put Henny' in my cup
I don't like D'usse, it's too rough
And Casamigos make me fuss
But I know how to make her blush
And she know how to make me nut
I know food can make her fuck
She say I'm rude, okay, so what?
Tell the truth, or you can hush (Ah)
My niggas strapped up like the Navy, enough sticks to flip a bus
Don't play with me, play with your baby
I'm ready to risk it all
Tell them boys, "Don't act too crazy"
And they ready for me to fall
Say, "I'm just tryna find my place"
And I'm just tryna find my laces
[?] hundred times
I can't trip out on no basics
[?]
Big house, with a few acres
The Lord know I been tryin', but Lord knows I been tired
And love, shit, do expire
The shit I'm going through too rough
So I put Henny' in my cup
Don't like D'usse, it's too rough
And Casamigos make me fuss
I know how to make her blush
And she know how to make me nut
I know food can make her fuck
She say I'm rude, okay, so what?
Bulletproof, okay, that's us
Tell the truth, or you can hush
Niggas strapped up like the Navy, enough strips to flip a-, uh
Niggas strapped up like the Navy, enough sticks to flip a bus
Tell a move or you can-, uh
Tell a move or you can hush
The shit I'm going through too tough
The shit I'm going through too tough
So I put Henny' in my cup
Don't like D'usse, it's too rough
And Casamigos make me fuss
But I know how to make her blush
And she know how to make me nut
I know food can make her fuck
She say I'm rude, okay, so what?
Bulletproof, okay, that's us
Tell the truth, or you can hush
All my niggas came through strapped up like the Navy, bitch it's us
Uh, I got kicked out, when I was seventeen
Ain't have no bread, stuck in my head, I just had melodies
Ain't have no bed, couldn't get no rest, but I had bigger dreams
The label "stress" been at my neck, can make it hard to breathe
This shit been killin' me slow
I even dropped out of school
But I been chasin' my dreams, shit, I make everything cold
This shit is not what it seems, you think that everything smooth
So niggas stay in the streets, if that's what's makin' you move
This a wild, wild life
I never seem to get it
I don't need to get it
Pullin' all the freak hoes, it don't get easier
But how the industry moves, this shit reasonable
But how the industry goes, this is typical
The shit I'm going through too tough
So I put Henny' in my cup
I don't like D'usse, it's too rough
And Casamigos make me fuss
But I know how to make her blush
And she know how to make me nut
I know food can make her fuck
She say I'm rude, okay, so what?
Tell the truth, or you can hush (Ah)
My niggas strapped up like the Navy, enough sticks to flip a bus
Don't play with me, play with your baby
I'm ready to risk it all
Tell them boys, "Don't act too crazy"
And they ready for me to fall
Say, "I'm just tryna find my place"
And I'm just tryna find my laces
[?] hundred times
I can't trip out on no basics
[?]
Big house, with a few acres
The Lord know I been tryin', but Lord knows I been tired
And love, shit, do expire
The shit I'm going through too rough
So I put Henny' in my cup
Don't like D'usse, it's too rough
And Casamigos make me fuss
I know how to make her blush
And she know how to make me nut
I know food can make her fuck
She say I'm rude, okay, so what?
Bulletproof, okay, that's us
Tell the truth, or you can hush
Niggas strapped up like the Navy, enough strips to flip a-, uh
Niggas strapped up like the Navy, enough sticks to flip a bus
Tell a move or you can-, uh
Tell a move or you can hush
