Mula Remix (feat. 2 Chainz, Meek Mill & Earlly Mac) - Big Sean

1: Meek Mill] I'm a chase my dream Coming to America like Prince Akeem I ain't never give a fuck then I seen High definition to get what's forever given But nothing was never given I build it from ground up I started out form my basement 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 youngin 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 fuck about the slammer He just tryna stay alive, clutching on his hammer World full of problems, ain't nobody gotta answer Mommy in the grave, daddy gettin' high Bills steady rollin' in, he barely gettin' 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 though Woah Dream chaser, keep chasin' Grind will turn into your shine, be patient Yeah, a hundred miles and runnin' Tryna catch up to my dreams so you know I'm Forrest Gumpin' I'm a dream chaser, dream chaser, dream chaser Dream chaser, dream chaser, dream chaser Dream chaser, dream chaser 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 with' 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, going to school embarrassin' Gas cut off, my clothes smelling like kerosene 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'm a dream chaser, dream chaser, dream chaser Dream chaser, dream chaser, dream chaser Dream chaser, dream chaser It all started in the basement, me, my pen and my pad Started thinkin' bout things I never had Was broke as a joke, ain't never laugh I woke up and went and got it, now they forever mad How can you hate me where I came from When just a year ago I was the same one Them dudes you call your homies be the main one You'd be surprised what niggas do as soon as the fame come But I ain't worried, discouraged, I just observe it When my dreams started to crumble, niggas deserted Empty courtroom when my judge read my verdict But now I'm gettin' to it, niggas act like they deserve it Sittin' in my cell, watching my dream Fade like Mike, fourth quarter, tie game Shackles on my ankles and wrist my first chains And now it's hard work on the menu, I thirst cream 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'm a dream chaser, dream chaser, dream chaser Dream chaser, dream chaser, dream chaser Dream chaser, dream chaser

You haters can't stop me, I'm a franchise You're now rockin' with the best, put your hands high Do it, do it, I'mma fuckin' do it These niggas try to hold me back, I swear I've been through it Middle finger to 'em all, I'mma make 'em pay PSA for any nigga standin' in the way You don't want these problems, you don't, you don't want these problems You don't want these problems, nigga you don't want these problems Oh God! I tell 'em nigga you don't want these problems You don't, you don't want these problems, you don't want these problems Out in Vegas like Lamar, third floor Tropicana Fascinated with the cars, smokin' dope in the Phantom Teflon's on the rise, I despise propaganda Camouflage Mac-11, I should set an example Never baptized, as I walk through the fires The pain and the flame never match my desires Crucified cause I'm rich, in the coupe, take a pic On the phone at the light, Kelly Rowland's a friend Catfish in the Benz, Manti Teo's a sucker Plaques on the wall, hustler so I can say "fuck 'em" Bel Air for the hoes, Ciroc in the pool My bitch is a stripper, her name is April's A Fool Do it, do it, I'mma fuckin' do it These niggas try to hold me back, I swear I've been through it Middle finger to 'em all, I'mma make 'em pay PSA for any nigga standin' in the way You don't want these problems, you don't, you don't want these problems You don't want these problems, nigga you don't want these problems I said "haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaan!" That's what the title say Cause I'm rich, homie, it's why you feel some kind of way She threw the pussy and I caught it, presidential by 40 That drop hit from Europe, that coupe got deported I turn coke boy to that corporate money, big choppa, I'm walkin' funny Money talk but you ain't talkin' money, you ain't even got no corporate money Haaaaaaan! Whip game proper, I'mma make it work Versace, nigga know who did it first We the best, Khaled tried to told yah TRUUUU! You just second best, Kelly Rowland (hahaha, I'm just playin' babe) Uh, renegade like Em and Jay VIP section, started out from section 8 Arm and Hammer, I be armed with the hammer If it was a slumber party, I'd be fresh in pajamas Silence the shawty, I'm killin' them softly They slept on me, I stopped sellin' work and started sellin' them coffee You haters can't stop me, I'm a franchise You're now rockin' with the best, put your hands high I stay jumpin' out that thing ho, I swear that's word to my momma I took risks with that 'caine, ho and I sold work for my momma These niggas don't want no drama These niggas don't want no problems These niggas don't want no beef Have 'em walkin' out with that choppa These norm niggas don't play that They murk somethin', I'll tell you that 200 change for this Mulsanne and the wheel's a fortune, Pat Sajak We catch cases, don't say jack Don't talk work cause they tape that Don't sell the work where we lay at And don't spend the bread you can't make back, no Rest in peace I'mma start murderin' and bodyin' beats Ain't no defeatin' the eye of the beast And I'm laughin' at people who try to compete Name any rapper that's fuckin' with me I'm who these niggas pretendin' to be Claimin' you wantin' these problems Tell momma get flowers and plannin' your funeral speech My sanctuary's that cemetery My choppa, named it "Obituary" Act up, Tyler Perry Boy you sweeter than February Real nigga, I define that You don't even need no dictionary You ain't even 'bout that life So these shooters with me ain't necessary Do it, do it, I'mma fuckin' do it These niggas try to hold me back, I swear I've been through it Middle finger to 'em all, I'mma make 'em pay PSA for any nigga standin' in the way You don't want these problems, you don't, you don't want these problems You don't want these problems, nigga you don't want these problems You don't want these problems You don't want these problems You don't want these problems You ain't know You don't want these problems You don't want these problems You don't want these problems You ain't know You don't want these problems You don't want these problems You don't want these problems You ain't know You don't want these problems You don't want these problems You don't want these problems You ain't know Yeah, you don't want these problems, you don't, you don't want these problems You don't want these problems, nigga you don't want these problems Oh God! I tell 'em nigga you don't want these problems You don't, you don't want these problems, you don't want these problems

You hear that right there? That sounds light but that's three hundred thousand, n- I'm triple OG in my hood These h- call me "Big daddy" Your b- call me "Big daddy" Tell that b-, I'm big daddy When I hit the lot, I don't get the little b- N-, I go and get the big daddy Pick a b- up in the big daddy Big face Rollie, that's a big daddy Got your b- callin' me "Big daddy" When I pull up, all the h- like "Big daddy" N-, I'm big daddy Stand in the corner in some sh- that look like I paid like a milli' for, woo Blowin' this money, I heard that they askin' 'round town what he really worth, woo Most these n- be really broke, I went the harder way, boy had a penny first Now this b- is gon' get this work I tell her "Keep on them heels and that mini skirt" She Googled my net worth Lookin' like, "What is his neck worth?" My shooters, they shoot at your head like the rim just to see if the net work I land in Miami then fly out to Cali with some of my best work (yeah) You n- so lame that my b- won't f- unless you cut a check first Your b- call me "Big daddy" Tell that b-, I'm big daddy When I hit the lot, I don't get the little b- N-, I go and get the big daddy Pick a b- up in the big daddy Big face Rollie, that's a big daddy Got your b- callin' me "Big daddy" When I pull up, all the h- like "Big daddy" N-, I'm big daddy (uh) Pulled up in somethin' that look like a milli', a n- put me up on Ain't gotta sell it but he say the p- a drug that he re-up on Spur of the moment, I ball like Ginóbili, you b- get D'ed up on You mad at me? Go get mad at your n- 'fore I put my sneakers on He copped me this wrist game Now it's just us at the Knicks game I might have to take him on tour just to f- in Australia, Brisbane Your time is ticking, you b- will be around shorter than Vine vids (yeah) You watch your mouth or my n- will shoot up the club like what Shyne did Your b-call me "Big daddy" Tell that b-, I'm big daddy When I hit the lot, I don't get the little b- N-, I go and get the big daddy (rrrrr) Pick a b- up in the big daddy Big face Rollie, that's a big daddy Got your b- callin' me "Big daddy" When I pull up, all the h- like "Big daddy" N-, I'm big daddy B- ain't stupid, you b- ain't stupid, you b- ain't stupid, is you? Front like she tough but that b- keep on crying, get this b- a tissue For what it's worth, when I took him, I could tell he would never miss you I ain't even wanna diss you, but tell me, what is this b- issue? Still on top, pretty-pretty b- gang Still-still tight, pistol-pistol still bang Yo' n- call me "Big mama" Let him eat the p- then I dip on him (kyuh) Your b- call me "Big daddy" Tell that b-, I'm big daddy When I hit the lot, I don't get the little b- N-, I go and get the big daddy Pick a b- up in the big daddy Big face Rollie, that's a big daddy Got your b- callin' me "Big daddy" When I pull up, all the h- like "Big daddy" N-, I'm big daddy