Prompt / Lyrics
[Intro] Yeah… Ain’t no cappin’ in this story, just truth. Let’s talk about it. [Verse 1] Blueface… how you come for Chris Brown, boy, stay in your lane, You worried ’bout his dancing while you dodgin’ court dates. Talkin’ big online, but in real life you hide, Still chasin’ child support like it ain’t your bloodline. How you beefin’ with the world but can’t stand on your chores? You out here chasin’ dogs in heat, runnin’ through every door. Clout-huntin’ off your baby momma tears — that’s weak, You trend for the drama ’cause your talent ain’t deep. [Pre-Hook] And let’s keep it a hunnid — Half them songs you didn’t write, you frontin’. Ghostwriters on payroll but you swear you “too nice,” Please, boy, stop lying through your blue-striped life. [Hook] You chasin’ fame… Off the pain of every woman you done drained. You chasin’ clout… But never chase your kids, what’s that about? You chasin’ lies… Internet thuggin’ for them likes. Say you that man, but you ain’t… ’Cause real kings don’t move that way — You just chasin’ fame. [Verse 2] Always online, steady barkin’ like a stray, But when life pull up, boy, you run the other way. Flexin’ with a chain you ain’t earn by respect, Only crowns you ever touched came from drama and mess. You drag every woman just to feel like you tall, If you lifted your kids like you liftin’ your phone, you’d evolve. Talkin’ ’bout CB, but Breezy really got skills — You barely write your own bars, but you talkin’ ’bout “real.” [Hook] You chasin’ fame… Off the pain of every woman you done drained. You chasin’ clout… But never chase your kids, what’s that about? You chasin’ lies… Internet thuggin’ for them likes. Say you that man, but you ain’t… ’Cause real kings don’t move that way — You just chasin’ fame. [Outro] Yeah… Truth hit harder than a fade. Stop chasin’ women, clout, and chaos — Start chasin’ growth. Til then… you just another name online chasin’ fame.
Tags
West Coast R&B Hiphop Female Rapper Female Singer
Duration
2:14
Instrumental
No
Created
11/15/2025