Croz Fade - Chase Money

Cooking up with sauce in the pan make it flip
Spitting mad bars in the lab go for win
Working so hard for my stack and my drip
Won’t stop til I get a Patti on my wrist
(Gotta chase that money to the bank now I’m in
Gotta chase that money to the bank now I’m in
Gotta chase that money to the bank now I’m in
Gotta chase that money to the bank now I’m in)
Only give it lip when there’s 12 of them
Didn’t say shit when it only him
Coming like a shooter he lifts a hand
But he said “don’t shoot me I’m a peaceful man”
I’m like what so you have no balls
When ya with ya friends ya standing tall
Fake facade now I know it all
Put it to ya face and I know ya fall
All of my haters wanna stab me
But all of them pussies cos they acting
They never once did what they said they would
Never once believed them cos they never could
Rolling with the shooters like I never should
But now I’ve got the broskis who check I’m good
Go check your money and your paper
Cos Croz fade don’t wanna wake up
Cooking up with sauce in the pan make it flip
Spitting mad bars in the lab go for win
Working so hard for my stack and my drip
Won’t stop til I get a Patti on my wrist
(Gotta chase that money to the bank now I’m in
Gotta chase that money to the bank now I’m in
Gotta chase that money to the bank now I’m in
Gotta chase that money to the bank now I’m in)
Cooking up with sauce in the pan make it flip
Spitting mad bars in the lab go for win
Working so hard for my stack and my drip
Won’t stop til I get a Patti on my wrist
(Gotta chase that money to the bank now I’m in
Gotta chase that money to the bank now I’m in
Gotta chase that money to the bank now I’m in
Gotta chase that money to the bank now I’m in)
Wanna know what’s funny? you neeks wanna lie
Making up ya stories like you said I’m gonna die
Well little boy best say ya goodbyes
Bullet in ya head mek ya head go fly
If ya get arrested then you gotta do ya time
No I didnt snitch, no I ain’t six nine
While he inside, give his bitch six whine
That’s a funny story but I’ll tell it nuvva time
Been through all the drugs and I’ve been through all the crime
I’ve done raggo and I moved it on the line
When ya with ya girl do ya take notice
Sorry my man but ya should’ve known this
Now she with my broski in his whip
She’s getting filled up all full with that D***
It’s kinda rude yeah I do know this
but I ain’t bout to sugar coat it
Cooking up with sauce in the pan make it flip
Spitting mad bars in the lab go for win
Working so hard for my stack and my drip
Won’t stop til I get a Patti on my wrist
(Gotta chase that money to the bank now I’m in
Gotta chase that money to the bank now I’m in
Gotta chase that money to the bank now I’m in
Gotta chase that money to the bank now I’m in)
Cooking up with sauce in the pan make it flip
Spitting mad bars in the lab go for win
Working so hard for my stack and my drip
Won’t stop til I get a Patti on my wrist
(Gotta chase that money to the bank now I’m in
Gotta chase that money to the bank now I’m in
Gotta chase that money to the bank now I’m in
Gotta chase that money to the bank now I’m in)

Written by:
Cade Meanwell

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