Chance

Slow down

Uh-huh

(Turner Trey on the track, boy)

Any time I made me a band

I went and put that shit up and then made it again

Would've gave **** my legs

But when it was time to help me, they ain't give me a hand

They finally listenin' to me, I'm finally getin' my chance

Now I hop on a flight with no luggage, go shopping as soon as I land

Just met her, she throwin' the cat on me, I'ma just beat it like Sam

New pendant with a Glock I just got for Christmas, I'm hopin' this bitch don't jam

Can't believe I'm out here performin', I used to sing in the fan

PTSD from what I done seen, you run up, I might blow a fan

I had to stick to the plan, I had to stay down and make **** think they ahead

I made them **** some hits

I made them **** tap in and then made 'em some bread

They told me that life is a gamble, but you already know how I play it

**** roll that dice and crap out, then we off his head

Get him whacked for buyin' what he said, I'll go in your shit like Craig

No room for no new ****, this bike to the top don't come with pegs

No room for leechin' hoes who ain't got no pape', they just give out head

One of my **** had got backdoored, so I don't really got no friends

They ask if I'm good like Meg, bro feel shit ain't been right, so he turnin' to meds

Old hoes left me on read, now they the same hoes losin' and tuggin' my leg

They used to walk past me in school, now they see me and turnin' they heads

If a **** even look this way, then brodie off him and his mans

(Uh-huh)

Got God with me, I can't lose

I been workin' and prayin' on this for a minute, they think I done blew out the blue

Them **** like, "Who would've knew?"

Was failin' in school, I was 'posed to play ball, this rap shit was somethin' to do

Just me and lil' Duke

He got into some shit too, he was 'posed to be goin' to Duke

Touch him, then I'm droppin' a nuke, lil' boy only droppin' a deuce

Lil' bro in there droppin' a tre

If he say it's beef and we see him out in the streets, then he meetin' his day

I don't know shit 'bout shit, get paid

If it's my lil' shit, then I'm keepin' her slayed

**** hate me, shit, I ain't changed

I'm a star, they look at me and gaze

Gotta know that the route to the top get stormy, you gotta prepare for the rain

And a lot of them **** don't play, shit foul, you just gotta charge it to the game