Chase Me ('Catch Me' Demo)

I’m not Lil’ Wayne, and I’m not T-Pain
I’m sure I’m not The Game, but that’s about to change
Working on my brain, looking down my lane
Making my own change, doing my own thing

You’re gonna look at me and say “Chad D can’t play”
He’s not gon’ stay, just another white boy from the burbs all day
I’m looking for some pay, I’m looking for a way, a way to earn my stay
But I swear that I don’t care, it’s my turn to try to spit
Just like I lit it, like my lighter on my joint, like get to the point Chad
Working out this verse in my mind like I’m going mad

I’m running out of time, I’m running out of limelight
Light my name on fire, take me higher like space
I’m wanting first place, I’m setting a new pace
Come on, just try and chase me

Come on, just try and chase me
Come on, just try and chase me
Can’t keep up, can’t keep up

On to verse two, I’m serious verse two
Only verse I ever wrote was before I met you
And that wasn’t shit, it wasn’t legit
But now I’m legit, legit enough to sit
Wherever I fit or feel like sitting
Cuz I’m working on making this thing my living
Not given a free ride, just given a chance to try
Just getting by, uh

I know I’m not from the hood, but I didn’t have a Jag on the hood
I did what I could, being good, doing what I should
Or maybe doing what I thought was good
But now I’m here for my cake and I’m ready 
To take the chance to make or break
I’m not gonna break it, so I guess I’m gonna make it
Yes I’m gonna make it, don’t you take it

Come on, just try and chase me
Come on, just try and chase me
Can’t keep up, can’t keep up

Come on, just try and chase me
Come on, just try and chase me
You can’t keep up
No, you can’t keep up

So you see me coming up, not gonna get stuck
Not gonna fuck up, don’t need your luck
Don’t need your trust, just wipe off the dust
I’m the baddest white boy from a place that sees no race
White, black, brown, we’re just a town holding it down
Until the king takes his crown, but I don’t see myself as king
I’m just pondering being in the ring fighting all these things

Like, he’s too young, he ain’t made to perform
He ain’t doing it right, he’s not gonna survive, he living a lie
Got no talent, got no swagger, got nothing
Ain’t even got a DJ, but I don’t wanna hear all that
I just wanna rap, even though my look don’t match

I love hip hop and I’m following the map
Drawn by the vets and drawn by the best
And I’ll be wearing that Burberry vest
Investing in myself is what I’m doing
Waiting on my full moon, getting high as balloons
Coming to a radio near you soon

Come on, just try and chase me
Come on, just try and chase me
Can’t keep up, can’t keep up

Come on, just try and chase me
Come on, just try and chase me
You can’t keep up
It’s Chad D, what’s up?