Chance (feat. Dayne Gretzky)
Really came up with a plan
It was just me and my mans
Took a risk
Took a chance
It was slow now it's fast
Made my mind no looking back
You don't even know the half
Let them think what they want
Can't let them see my hand
Counting chicken
I'm no ham
I want M's
Keep them bands
Mamas little boy
But I made myself the fucking man
Road to riches I can't crash
Either first or you last
Might take a trip
And go shopping when I land
Like Shawty lo
Bitch I'm the man
Gotta poker face
I Can't show my hand
I be On my grind
I Can't rock no vans
I Might Rock mcqueens
I Can't wear no stan's
In the booth again
So send the ambulance
Made a couple changes
Wasn't going how i planned
Took so much to make a band
Reminiscing in a trance
Blowing money like a fan
Bitch I'm fly like Peter Pan
Work my wrist
I aint work a scam
I took a risk
Shit i Took a chance
Fuck the opps
Spark em like the gas
We got chemistry
Just like breaking bad
Really came up with a plan
It was just me and my mans
Took a risk
Took a chance
It was slow now it's fast
Made my mind no looking back
You don't even know the half
Let them think what they want
Can't let them see my hand
Counting chicken
I'm no ham
I want M's
Keep them bands
Mamas little boy
But I made myself the fucking man
Road to riches I can't crash
Either first or you last
Might take a trip
And go shopping when I land
It was just me and my mans
Took a risk
Took a chance
It was slow now it's fast
Made my mind no looking back
You don't even know the half
Let them think what they want
Can't let them see my hand
Counting chicken
I'm no ham
I want M's
Keep them bands
Mamas little boy
But I made myself the fucking man
Road to riches I can't crash
Either first or you last
Might take a trip
And go shopping when I land
Like Shawty lo
Bitch I'm the man
Gotta poker face
I Can't show my hand
I be On my grind
I Can't rock no vans
I Might Rock mcqueens
I Can't wear no stan's
In the booth again
So send the ambulance
Made a couple changes
Wasn't going how i planned
Took so much to make a band
Reminiscing in a trance
Blowing money like a fan
Bitch I'm fly like Peter Pan
Work my wrist
I aint work a scam
I took a risk
Shit i Took a chance
Fuck the opps
Spark em like the gas
We got chemistry
Just like breaking bad
Really came up with a plan
It was just me and my mans
Took a risk
Took a chance
It was slow now it's fast
Made my mind no looking back
You don't even know the half
Let them think what they want
Can't let them see my hand
Counting chicken
I'm no ham
I want M's
Keep them bands
Mamas little boy
But I made myself the fucking man
Road to riches I can't crash
Either first or you last
Might take a trip
And go shopping when I land
Credits
Writer(s): Dwayne Walker
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