Dreamchasers 2

I'm the best ever I'm the most brutal And most vicious and most ruthless champion there's ever been There's no one can stop me I'm Alexander, he's no Alexander I'm the best ever There's never been anybody as ruthless I'm Sonny Liston, I'm Jack Dempsey There's no one like me, I'm from their cloth There's no one that can match me My style is impetuous, my defense is impregnable, and I'm just ferocious I want your heart, I want to eat his children Praise be to Allah Yeah (Gangsta Grillz) It's a lot of bad bitches in the buildin', amen Came in the game killin' niggas, J-Lin When it come to whips, I'm on some shit I'm prolly eight in (woo) And I got that four door Aston Martin on the way in Y'all niggas come out (come out), all the hoes stay in (stay in) Every time I come out (come out), movie in the makin' (yeah) Realest nigga in it, all you gotta do is say it If a nigga rap dissin', when I see him I'ma spray 'em like Bang, nigga ain't no game (game), Philly niggas ain't the same Step in your lane (lane), before that choppa hit your brain Stay out the frame (frame), cause when I land that bada-boom That's bada-bang, pussy nigga, ah Right back like I never left Rollie on my wrist cost a Camaro, yeah, the double S (hater) E'er since I made a milli' I ain't been in trouble yet Still walk in the buildin' and go bonkers with a hunnid racks H-H-Hunnid stacks, hell yeah, hell yeah fucking right Boy I got your favorite singer really tryna fuck tonight (ha) Y'all niggas was sleepin' on me, I was really up at night Tryna chase my dream, now I ball out my team And I lean off in this Phantom (skrrt), "I'ma Boss" my anthem (yeah) The MMG my click, that's why your bitch all on my dick I got thirty racks in my pocket, I keep thirty shots in my click I get thirty racks for my verses Y'all ain't getting paper like this (no) I'm getting money, must be the Illuminati They think I signed up, 'cause I just bought a new Ferrari (new Ferrari) And when I make a hunnid I'ma buy a new Bugatti I be with some Philly niggas they just tryna shoot somebody Tell 'em (tell 'em), I swear I try to tell 'em (tell 'em) Lampin' in this penthouse, I started from the cellar (cellar) And if she want that hammer all up in her, I'ma nail her Word to my nigga Ricky, we gon' kill the game this summer (ah)