I'm tired of chasing and can't be chasing no more
The only thing I should be chasing is my goal
I can't be chasing people no more because they a waist of time
Bc all they finna do is leave me behind
I can't take this no more I've been hurt to many times
I need to love myself Bc it's jus me myself and I
And at the end of the day I gotta keep pushing my self
I should focus on the bigger and better things like chasing the bag, like gettin a scholarship and providing for mom dukes who suffering in the shadows of others
When she tryna be a successful black women in the place we call America
I thought America was supposed to be the land of opportunity but that let us down
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