Tak3 a Chanc3

Done with designer cause all
These pussies fakin
Cookin em like spam no bacon
This is how we fuckin made it
Leave it on the table imma take
Flip it go shake it remake it
Flarion dropin bombs with the puzzles like majong
Know how far we came and we still army strong
Betta not come test me you might feel my strong arm

How many times do I get be the best at writing these songs?

All night long it's stuck in my head and I can't get me no rest
Gotta confession to make
There ain't no contest when I touch the mic they know it's right it's so or die and who am I I'm the one
The prodigal young prodigy is me young king with an attitude and a mad dew
I'm not mad at you I laugh at you
Kick it on back at that lil kick back you at
When we pop up you know that we be on that actin a fool
Just hatin you can't move like we do

Shit ain't fair gotta listen to trash all day
Shit ain't fair gotta listen to this trash all day
I'm in despair forcing me to be a cripple gettin out my chair with the miracles using the lil Lyrical spirituals
That you put on repeat like habitual

Paraphrasing to pair these phrases
I'm amazing man, im always blazing
Fast car racing
Short skirt chasing
Lady Luck pair me with your good graces
I I I hope can close my eyes and wake up in exotic places
You know how the paper chase is



Credits
Writer(s): Daniel Rivera
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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