Chances Lyrics

Tried to Fuck With yall niggas

But for some reason yall just dont seem to get shit right

So I gotta do shit myself

Gave yall niggas opportunity

Chances

Time and time again

Fuck it

I got it

Demon time

Chances everybody get chances

All the bros know codes and the hoes know its no romancing

Cold feet in a cold planet

Fuck that we the gold standard

You could either shine with us the real winners or you sun tanning

Chances everybody get chances

All the bros know codes and the hoes know its no romancing

Cold feet in a cold planet

Fuck that we the gold standard

You could either shine with us the real winners or you sun tanning

Play games with yall lames I ain't got time for that shit

It's a whole bag of this cash that I still got to go get

Ex bitch be hitting me and I swore she hit the block list

She ain't getting no dick

Nah fam she had chances

We don't keep shit thats no good we Cut cancers

Yeah

If I said No before you get the same answers

Yeah

I raise bars you raise glass what standards

Yeah

You took what they gave instead of these chances

Damn

Now you look back and shit want' what you planned it

Fuck

And you see young niggas like me and can't stand it

Damn

Run our own business 9 to 5 and be vamping

Stand still in the dead of night but these diamonds be dancing

I do not harbor the love I just be knowing it's fake yeah

Instead of me giving my heart how bout I give it a break yeah

None of this grounded beef stewardess bring me a steak yeah

I can't not tell you the moves

Only thing ima tell you is take

Chances everybody get chances

All the bros know codes and the hoes know its no romancing

Cold feet in a cold planet

Fuck that we the gold standard

You could either shine with us the real winners or you sun tanning

Chances everybody get chances

All the bros know codes and the hoes know its no romancing

Cold feet in a cold planet

Fuck that we the gold standard

You could either shine with us the real winners or you sun tanning

Play games with y'all lames I ain't got time for that shit

It's a whole bag of this cash that Im still bout to go get

Tell me something you ever made a dollar chasing that bitch

So how you fit with my clique

I'm tired of giving y'all chances

Fronting like you gone this

Fronting like you gone do that

I see the heights yall tryna reach

But low energy don't match

Bitches getting they souls snatched

Hollow shells they sent back

Waist training I grip that

And give back shots to make ribs crack

Ion talk I sit laxed

Ashes out on these contract

Looking out for these claws

Just to make sure nigga don't get scratched

These blunts don't get passed

My new whip goes to fast

Yea shawty got a fat ass

But personalities mad trash

Ima new hitta so I hit different

Was warm hearted now I'm chin chillin

It's less people the same mission

My 2020 gave real vision

I hear niggas but I don't listen

I'm no shooter but I won't miss em

Now aye thing but my soul missing

So you know what I gone give em

Chances everybody get chances

All the bros know codes and the hoes know its no romancing

Cold feet in a cold planet

Fuck that we the gold standard

You could either shine with us the real winners or you sun tanning

Chances everybody get chances

All the bros know codes and the hoes know its no romancing

Cold feet in a cold planet

Fuck that we the gold standard

You could either shine with us the real winners or you sun tanning

Lets Go