This is a song about "No i don t chase money"

I'm a g, and this is something you can't see

I don't got no money, adolescent currency

Girl i know you like that, you crazy

E to the t, r-o-i then add another t

I hope you don seen i just killed this shit

Chris wallace said the sky was the limit

Chase your dreams, don't let it go, no

Hit the club she drop it low

Henny in my cup don't need no chase

Ever since grandma died, everyone parted ways

You don;t thin anymore

The shit that i spit is more

You chase hoes, i chase dollars

So you finally got the nerve

I gotta chase after this dream

It's roc nation, this my team