Chances (feat. 211 Game Made)

Right out of block school, straight into the pros

Counted my first twenty thousand when I was thirteen years old

Yeah, you know I'm cold, yeah, you know I'm on

My bro gave me the game, ever since I been on

Ever since I been on

Now I spend twenty thousand every time to get home

My bitch say she love me, she keep blowing up my phone

In and out of traffic, I'm just tryna get home

Trunk full of lettuce, I just got back from the store

Reggie came in, probably hop back on the stove

Thirty-four lines, spending thousands on the boat

Shoot your bloodline if you play me on some dope

**** steady lying but they really don't know

We kings amongst kings and we been plugging on the low

Colombo neckties for **** snitching on the low

Duffle bags full of cash, me and all my **** on

Taking chances on the daily, yeah

Really gritting on the pavement, yeah

Really wanna leave the game but

Every time I plug something, I feel so amazing

Let a **** try me, he gon' feel the cadence

I stick to the G code, fuck you ****, pay me

Never did no faking, yeah

You can tell I'm all the way in, yeah

Like Master P, I'm 'bout it, 'bout it

The chopper know judo, karate

Got suckers crying out for they mommy

My baby chop crying for a homi'

Organized, you **** sloppy

A big fish, you **** crappie

If it's a problem, I'll Houston rock it

Murder time so you know I'm watching

I'm a Cool City lean king, got pour trucky cups

Quadruple stuff, just screwed it up

Green with the purp, ninja turtle, Donatello cups

I don't want no ice, I don't do no cut

Turn your housewife into a trap slut

Try to rob a ****, get fifty bucks

I keep the sack, I attract the clucks

And reaper Franklin blue C-notes

Paid in full, no Rico

You **** faker than dildos

That fully spitting in trios

Fishscale, that's Nemo

Retail, that's grid modes

Your main bitch my freak ho

My bitch mixed with Creole

That white bitch a kilo

Tropicana, kush smoke

That dirty hammer, Glicko

No red light, green light, go

Futuristic when getting skrilla

I'm addicted to the dough

Gravitate and levitate

I'm outer space with the flow

Taking chances on the daily, yeah

Really gritting on the pavement, yeah

Really wanna leave the game but

Every time I plug something, I feel so amazing

Let a **** try me, he gon' feel the cadence

I stick to the G code, fuck you ****, pay me

Never did no faking, yeah

You can tell I'm all the way in, yeah

It all started with a couple of bags in the scale

Now we raking in a couple hundred thousand in a year

Making grown man moves, I'm so sly, I'm just cooling

Sliding on the ceiling in traffic, so gooning

Money on his mind and I need it for the movement

Saran wrap a pipe, take a brick, can you move it?

While I'm in the cut with your bitch, take her out for a movie

And nobody tells the secrets from the jacuzzi

High off the first one, player, we puff premium

I be all over the country, the city you can see me in

P90 or Diablo, player, I puff flower

Never fuck with the shatter, it don't matter what kind of bud

I fuck all kinds of women, no matter what kind of slut

Call me Yack 2, we let Violet down, it's just virus sluts

I hit all kinds of licks, ask any kind of plug

My name ring bells in the streets but only around hustlers

Taking chances on the daily, yeah

Really gritting on the pavement, yeah

Really wanna leave the game but

Every time I plug something, I feel so amazing

Let a **** try me, he gon' feel the cadence

I stick to the G code, fuck you ****, pay me

Never did no faking, yeah

You can tell I'm all the way in, yeah