We Gon Make It Cordae (Ft. Meek Mill)

[Intro: Meek Mill]
Yeah, God bless the dreamchasers
If you got a dream, keep chasin' it
Never let nobody here trap your dreams
You gon' make it, yeah

[Chorus: Meek Mill]
I could've died on that pavement
Every time I see my mom, I be like, "Wait a minute"
She know it's somethin' wrong with me, but I don't say shit
And I been tired of chasin' dreams, but I'm gon' chase it
Shit, we ain't never had a shot, how we gon' take it?
Success is in my arm reach and I can taste it
In the mansion, I was just down in the basement
They didn't believe in me, but I'm gon' make it

[Verse 1: Cordae]
See I know how it feels on the late nights, swimmin' with the great whites
Drownin' in the deep waters, know you got three daughters
Could use some resources, nah, we just need order
I got my own bad news, fuck a reporter
Niggas ain't even safe, they wanna deport us
Or rather keep us boxed in on the street corners
If you gon' stop and frisk a nigga, shit, at least warn us
My dawg still on probation, they got a leash on us
Far from stupid, in fact, I'm smarter than Harvard students
Sparked a movement and put an end to this garbage music
Got me thinkin' like this can't be life
These stupid-ass niggas voted for the Antichrist