Video Chase de Abtlastnite 2025 Lyrics Lyrics

Abtlastnite - Chase Lyrics

Let’s be for real

All I ever wanted to do was a drill

Depression a motive, ain’t taking a pill

I’m Way past my prime on the block, I’m O’Neal

If it’s up then it’s stuck, better watch for the rim

Had work on the West I was fucking wit Brims

7.62 better watch for your limbs

Don’t go riding the wave if you know you can’t swim

Callin’ me crazy, just shit that I’m used to

Feds make a case from the shit that’s on YouTube

Writing down names and the places you flew too

I been the same, I just pray I don’t lose you

All of the shit I been keeping inside
Holding a Glock but I’m praying to die

His brother got crossed and the nigga know why

Ain’t letting shit go, it’s a eye for a eye

Don’t cry

If they lay me to rest tell my niggas go slide

All for the Gang, we was banging the five

Ain’t ducking a soul, I was always outside

These niggas is cheap, I don’t pray on the weak

All on my soul, we was riding to Meek

If I get me a dollar then everyone eat

Ducking depression like everything sweet

Am I killing a OPP or I’m killing myself

Got a pill I can pop, I ain’t asking for help
I’m back in my zone, put a block on the shelf

Kick like McGregor, my name on the belt

Callin’ me crazy, just shit that I’m used to

Feds make a case from the shit that’s on YouTube

Writing down names and the places you flew too

I been the same, I just pray I don’t lose you

Slow down

The ones that be talking be faking the most

I feel more safe when I carry a pole

Only mention my name when you speaking to Ghost

I gave my all even when I was broke

Made sure you were warm when I ain’t have a coat

Ducking Corona, I ain’t have a cold
Don’t speak on the real if your homie done told

Niggas is telling, they writing down statements

I was alone popping pills in the basement

He say that it’s diamonds, we know that it’s fake shit

But we all came from nothing so nigga you made it

If he running the block then I’m Young Andrew Wiggs

Trying my best I been praying for kids

We ain’t have much but we doing it big

I don’t run from the past, we all know what I did

They knocked off my nigga, I knocked off they block

If he dies before I get ‘em, I’d knock off his pops

Claim that he real but he’s talking to cops

Don’t claim that you’re holding, it’s locked in a box

Callin’ me crazy, just shit that I’m used to

Feds make a case from the shit that’s on YouTube

Writing down names and the places you flew too

I been the same, I just pray I don’t lose you