Chances

Told my mama be patient, one day I'm gon' be the greatest

I see the look on they faces, I know these young niggas hate it

Ayy, but just chill, run up, you get killed

One-eighty-seven, all my niggas ready to drill

Gotta stick to the code, you know I won't ever fold

I can't sign no deal, 'cause I ain't sellin' my soul

Real talk, ain't no cappin'

Spittin' straight facts, I don't even do the cappin', yeah

Shot from the Drac' took off his face

Hide his body, put him in a lake

They say I ain't straight, nigga, be real

My niggas, they steppin' and ready to kill

I want all the smoke, OG and reggie

Nigga, I'm ready, knock out your spaghetti

You think I'm a bitch, thinkin' I'm sweet

I pull up on you and I put you to sleep

Hotbox the rental, blowin' some gas

Brand new Sprinter, whole lotta cash

I know I'm a sinner, pray for a bag

I gotta go get it and get on my ass

They say I'm up next, bitch, I'm up now

The youngest to do it, put on for my town

They say I'm a king, where is my crown?

Bitch, I'm the G.O.A.T., so move around

To the bag, I be chasin', yeah

To be honest, I'm underrated, yeah

I dare a **** nigga try to take me, yeah

Them hollow tips leave you on the pavement, yeah

Oh, oh, oh

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Oh, oh, oh

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Hotbox the rental, blowin' some gas

Brand new Sprinter, whole lotta cash

I know I'm a sinner, pray for a bag

I gotta go get it and get on my ass

Just chill, run up, you get killed

One-eighty-seven, all my niggas ready to drill

Move on, we gon' kill

And my niggas ready for that drill

Shot out the Drac' took off his face