Mezsiah - Paper Chasers

Every day
See 'em runnin' loops
Locked in on the fodder
Like chickens in a coop
Throw the seeds on the ground
Every day
See 'em runnin' loops
Like chickens in a coop
Seems nowadays everybody wanna chase the bag
It manifests in the way everybody act
See it on the street how they get attached
Like the money in the purse gon' have their back
But when it's used up
Who they gon' call?
Who they gon' run to?
Fucked all their friends tryna make the money move
And I guess it depends what they're really tryna prove
But I stay with the mans
I ain't tryna lose you
I call out the paper ain't it fucking irrelevant
Like I would put my two cents on your health
If you keep on earning paper in the deep end
Most bootlickers think they're really innocent
They don't know the repercussions of their ignorance
They don't know to keep their enemy without reconnaissance
Sold humanity to first buyers with the ill intent
Now they bent over
Fucked over, no closure
They pretend they're holding keys
The reality is, they're tryna hit the scene
But I see right through ya
Couldn't get attached
Cause all they got's money in the bag
Seems nowadays everybody wanna chase the bag
It manifests in the way everybody act
See it on the street how they get attached
Like the money in the purse gon' have their back
But when it's used up
Who they gon' call?
Who they gon' run to?
Fucked all their friends tryna make the money move
And I guess it depends what they're really tryna prove
But I stay with the mans
I ain't tryna lose you
You're gonna take your aim
But ammunition costs money
And you won't claim the same mistakes
A new phase you're running through
And I'm done with you
I'm in a new crew
Wasn't tryna loose you
But isn't it funny how people change?
Tryna accumulate the same thing
Spinning on a lathe
Ain't questioning the day to day
I ain't feel the resonance
I ain't tryna misbehave
But I ain't innocent
Days are racing by
Can you feel the shiver in your mind?
Wherever you're gon' go I'll always try
To apprehend the bag
Couldn't get attached
Cause all they got's money in the bag
Seems nowadays everybody wanna chase the bag
It manifests in the way everybody act
See it on the street how they get attached
Like the money in the purse gon' have their back
But when it's used up
Who they gon' call?
Who they gon' run to?
Fucked all their friends tryna make the money move
And I guess it depends what they're really tryna prove
But I stay with the mans
I ain't tryna lose you

Written by:
Jens Vanghøj

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