[meek mill- verse 1]
i'ma chase my dream
coming to america like prince akeem

i aint never give a f-ck then i seen
high definition to get whats forever given
but nothin was never given

i build it from ground up
i started out form my ba!@&(t and builded my house up
i'm rich off opportunity, money gon' pile up

my swag on a hundred mill, how the stylist gon style us
caught up in the light, caught up in the life
i see young'in on the corner with a quarter of that white

he just tryna chase his dream plus his daughter needs some wipes
and some pampers so he don't give a f-ck about the slammer
he just tryna stay alive, clutching on his hammer

world full of problems, aint nobody gotta answer
mommy in the grave, daddy gettin' high
bills steady rollin' in, he barely gttin' by

same clothes everyday, he barely gettin' fly
erryday he wake, he just swear to do his job
what that is? chasin' dreams, time is tickin' so it seems

on his downtime he's spittin'and he's sick, his flow is mean
he just want his real chance, no reality show
but the graveyard the jail cell, reality though

crack house was his crib, the streets fathered him tho
and he aint got no twitter page but you can follow him tho
woah


[hook]
dream chaser, keep chasin'

grind will turn into your shine, be patient
yeh, a hundred miles and runnin'
tryna catch up to my dreams so you know i'm forrest gumpin'

i'ma dream chaser, dream chaser, dream chaser
dream chaser, dream chaser, dream chaser
dream chaser, dream chaser


[beanie sigel]
i was raised by my momma

pop used to beat her
got a sister my age, my pop was a cheater
gram's kept something in the pot for us to eat up

had to open up the oven for the house to heat up
christmas missed us, no birthday's or easter's
used to snatch bags from halloween trick or treaters

hot dogs and beans, fish sticks on the weekend
shared the same bed that my cousin used to pee in
dreamed to be the huxtable's, settled for the brady's

black and white on top of floor model wit' no cable
my sister used to punch me, beat me, slap me
caught my first case stealin' cookies outta ackney?

raised in south phil, 2-4 where you can find me at
used to kick the machines for quarters out the laundromat
dirty little teen, giong to school embarrassin'

gas cut off, my clothes smelling like kerosene

[chrous]

dream chaser, keep chasin'