Chances Lyrics

Wizz

Chubbs

Stonerville

Yeah

You already know what time it is man

Whole lot of

Yeah

Whole lot of pressure, I need me some air

Alexander I need me a pair

You get deeper, it start to get scary

On my back, it's a lot that I carry

Need me a baddie, she gotta be tatted

I'm in a rush so I smash and vanish

Don't want to trust I do not want to chance it

You get damaged for giving out chances

She told me she love me, I just want to hook up

Is it bad that I'm still going to pull up

I remember, they ain't want to book us

Tried to play us, we know what you full of

I'm mature but know how to be petty

Since a jit, I forever been ready

Even without a filter she sexy

They repeat what I say cause I'm catchy

Im so used to the breeze it get cold over here

Hard to see everything from my rear

When you losing your people get weird

But they there when you top of the tier

Off of the Woodford Reserve

Before all these diamonds, I used to get curved

Here my exhaust on the street, I swerve

Soon as I got me some paper, I splurged

Whole lot of pressure, I need me some air

Alexander I need me a pair

You get deeper, it start to get scary

On my back, it's a lot that I carry

Need me a baddie, she gotta be tatted

I'm in a rush so I smash and vanish

Don't want to trust I do not want to chance it

You get damaged for giving out chances

Dolce Gabbana, drip right off the jean

Do what it take, you don't know what I mean

I can't fake where I came, my background ain't green screen

Get what I get nothing come in between

Bag it up

I remember when I didn't have enough

Got so much in my pockets, ain't adding up

Been so humble, I really don't brag enough

Don't like math, but I cannot do average

Not at all

10 toes down, for I fall

Come from a place where they close in the walls

Where greatness is hidden behind all your flaws

Gotta ball until you fall

Either bring in the pressure or feel every loss

Sacrificing my rest to get where I belong

Pulling these strings just to reap what I sown

Whole lot of pressure, I need me some air

Alexander I need me a pair

You get deeper, it start to get scary

On my back, it's a lot that I carry

Need me a baddie, she gotta be tatted

I'm in a rush so I smash and vanish

Don't want to trust I do not want to chance it

You get damaged for giving out chances

Whole lot of pressure, I need me some air

Alexander I need me a pair

You get deeper, it start to get scary

On my back, it's a lot that I carry

Need me a baddie, she gotta be tatted

I'm in a rush so I smash and vanish

Don't want to trust I do not want to chance it

You get damaged for giving out chances