Chances (feat. Money Man)
Yeah, Yeah
I'm gon' keep taking these chances
Yeah
My girl fed up, but she keep giving me chances
(she gon' keep giving me chances)
Oh yeah
Partner on his last strike
Judge said he running out of chances
(said he running out out of chances)
Back against the wall for your dawgs, sick of giving niggas chances
(Can't ride for you niggas)
Seems like they don't understand it (Yeah, yeah)
Made a living taking chances
Took hella chances
Keep taking chances
That lame shit gon' backfire
And major league's way past the minors, entree as my appetizer
On my mom, my pop, my son, my brother
I'm Russell Westbrook with the Thunder running with a trible-double
Follow now nigga, I lead by example
You ever seen a quarter milli on a wire transfer?
I'm on that shit that made Ye tell Sway he ain't got no answers
But Sway gon' answer when I call, that's my dawg, on God
Took a lot of risk with my woes
You just a outsider telling inside jokes
I probably fucked around with every bitch I know
I took them chances and took advantage
My girl fed up, but she keep giving me chances
(she gon' keep giving me chances)
Oh yeah
Partner on his last strike
Judge said he running out of chances
(said he running out out of chances)
Back against the wall for your dawgs, sick of giving niggas chances
(Can't ride for you niggas)
Seems like they don't understand it (Yeah, yeah)
Made a living taking chances
Took hella chances
Keep taking chances
I'm gon' keep taking these chances
Yeah
My girl fed up, but she keep giving me chances
(she gon' keep giving me chances)
Oh yeah
Partner on his last strike
Judge said he running out of chances
(said he running out out of chances)
Back against the wall for your dawgs, sick of giving niggas chances
(Can't ride for you niggas)
Seems like they don't understand it (Yeah, yeah)
Made a living taking chances
Took hella chances
Keep taking chances
That lame shit gon' backfire
And major league's way past the minors, entree as my appetizer
On my mom, my pop, my son, my brother
I'm Russell Westbrook with the Thunder running with a trible-double
Follow now nigga, I lead by example
You ever seen a quarter milli on a wire transfer?
I'm on that shit that made Ye tell Sway he ain't got no answers
But Sway gon' answer when I call, that's my dawg, on God
Took a lot of risk with my woes
You just a outsider telling inside jokes
I probably fucked around with every bitch I know
I took them chances and took advantage
My girl fed up, but she keep giving me chances
(she gon' keep giving me chances)
Oh yeah
Partner on his last strike
Judge said he running out of chances
(said he running out out of chances)
Back against the wall for your dawgs, sick of giving niggas chances
(Can't ride for you niggas)
Seems like they don't understand it (Yeah, yeah)
Made a living taking chances
Took hella chances
Keep taking chances
Credits
Writer(s): Sy Brockington
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