By Chance
Young nigga could have died I ain't playing
Young nigga survived by chance
Thank god im alive when I'm praying
Swear to god I'll ride for my fam
Hope the forty five don't jam
Tatted money sign on my hand
Niggas sent some shots but they ain't land
When I started firing niggas ran
Young nigga could have died I ain't playing
Young nigga survived by chance
Thank god im alive when I'm praying
Swear to god I'll ride for my fam
Hope the forty five don't jam
Tatted money sign on my hand
Niggas sent some shots but they ain't land
When I started firing niggas ran
I just copped a lil p to put me on my feet
Back in twenty thirteen I ain't have shit to eat
Lil ma ride on my dick like she's taking a seat
There ain't shit that a jackboy gone come take from me
Hit lil bruh wit dat heat knock his ass off his feet
Then I twist up a blunt stuffed with none but og
I still smoke swisher sweets but I'm rolling a leaf
I been running up racks imma need me some cleats
I see all of my dreams are within my arms reach
Like I'm geeking off E I don't need me no sleep
I jus jugged off a P cause my fam gotta eat
I'm the man of the year fuck the man of the week
If that man wanna compete hit that man with that heat
I'm a mufucking beast they just let off the leash
Money all that I see I feel like I'm big meech
I been juugin all season
Jus conquered my demons
Thank God that I'm breathing
She swallowed my semen
These pussy niggas hate your boy for no reason
I gave lil mama some good dick now she's feigning
Jus poured up two zip took a few sips I'm leaning
I'm really living out the shit that you're dreaming
Lil ma give me great head when that's what I'm needing
Young nigga could have died I ain't playing
Young nigga survived by chance
Thank god im alive when I'm praying
Swear to god I'll ride for my fam
Hope the forty five don't jam
Tatted money sign on my hand
Niggas sent some shots but they ain't land
When I started firing niggas ran
Young nigga could have died I ain't playing
Young nigga survived by chance
Thank god im alive when I'm praying
Swear to god I'll ride for my fam
Hope the forty five don't jam
Tatted money sign on my hand
Niggas sent some shots but they ain't land
When I started firing niggas ran
Getting this work off the boat imma juug off a load
And u know I put racks over all of these hoes
I spit nothing but that crack you just might overdose
I done been through the most it done made my heart cold
It was getting hard to cope man that shit ain't no joke
Fuck a slice I want a loaf of the bread
Clap at your cap leave a hole in your head
Then double back to make sure that man dead
He tried to rob and start catching some lead
Get your ass gone put a check on your head
I shouldn't be mixing my liquor wit medicine
If them folks knock on the door I won't let 'em in
I just need more and more bos I ain't settling
Way that I ball on these folks need a letterman
Way that I ball get your ass knocked off from dropping one call
Juug this weight off bitch I'm breaking the law
If the plug tax then I'm taking em off
My gas be strong it's gone make your ass cough
I keep dat fire if they thinking I'm soft
Hit that bitch once pass her down to my dawg
Fuck up a check I'm gone tear up the mall
I'm chasing a check I don't care bout no broad
I light up a stogie then pass to my homie
No capping my nigga I keep the strap on me
They tryna dethrone me these niggas be phony
I need a thick bitch I don't like my hoes bony
Getting work from Montana like my name was Tony
I needed a hand they act like they didn't know me
Don't call me no baby boy bitch I ain't Jody
You said I wasn't shit can't forget what you told me
Young nigga survived by chance
Thank god im alive when I'm praying
Swear to god I'll ride for my fam
Hope the forty five don't jam
Tatted money sign on my hand
Niggas sent some shots but they ain't land
When I started firing niggas ran
Young nigga could have died I ain't playing
Young nigga survived by chance
Thank god im alive when I'm praying
Swear to god I'll ride for my fam
Hope the forty five don't jam
Tatted money sign on my hand
Niggas sent some shots but they ain't land
When I started firing niggas ran
Young nigga survived by chance
Thank god im alive when I'm praying
Swear to god I'll ride for my fam
Hope the forty five don't jam
Tatted money sign on my hand
Niggas sent some shots but they ain't land
When I started firing niggas ran
Young nigga could have died I ain't playing
Young nigga survived by chance
Thank god im alive when I'm praying
Swear to god I'll ride for my fam
Hope the forty five don't jam
Tatted money sign on my hand
Niggas sent some shots but they ain't land
When I started firing niggas ran
I just copped a lil p to put me on my feet
Back in twenty thirteen I ain't have shit to eat
Lil ma ride on my dick like she's taking a seat
There ain't shit that a jackboy gone come take from me
Hit lil bruh wit dat heat knock his ass off his feet
Then I twist up a blunt stuffed with none but og
I still smoke swisher sweets but I'm rolling a leaf
I been running up racks imma need me some cleats
I see all of my dreams are within my arms reach
Like I'm geeking off E I don't need me no sleep
I jus jugged off a P cause my fam gotta eat
I'm the man of the year fuck the man of the week
If that man wanna compete hit that man with that heat
I'm a mufucking beast they just let off the leash
Money all that I see I feel like I'm big meech
I been juugin all season
Jus conquered my demons
Thank God that I'm breathing
She swallowed my semen
These pussy niggas hate your boy for no reason
I gave lil mama some good dick now she's feigning
Jus poured up two zip took a few sips I'm leaning
I'm really living out the shit that you're dreaming
Lil ma give me great head when that's what I'm needing
Young nigga could have died I ain't playing
Young nigga survived by chance
Thank god im alive when I'm praying
Swear to god I'll ride for my fam
Hope the forty five don't jam
Tatted money sign on my hand
Niggas sent some shots but they ain't land
When I started firing niggas ran
Young nigga could have died I ain't playing
Young nigga survived by chance
Thank god im alive when I'm praying
Swear to god I'll ride for my fam
Hope the forty five don't jam
Tatted money sign on my hand
Niggas sent some shots but they ain't land
When I started firing niggas ran
Getting this work off the boat imma juug off a load
And u know I put racks over all of these hoes
I spit nothing but that crack you just might overdose
I done been through the most it done made my heart cold
It was getting hard to cope man that shit ain't no joke
Fuck a slice I want a loaf of the bread
Clap at your cap leave a hole in your head
Then double back to make sure that man dead
He tried to rob and start catching some lead
Get your ass gone put a check on your head
I shouldn't be mixing my liquor wit medicine
If them folks knock on the door I won't let 'em in
I just need more and more bos I ain't settling
Way that I ball on these folks need a letterman
Way that I ball get your ass knocked off from dropping one call
Juug this weight off bitch I'm breaking the law
If the plug tax then I'm taking em off
My gas be strong it's gone make your ass cough
I keep dat fire if they thinking I'm soft
Hit that bitch once pass her down to my dawg
Fuck up a check I'm gone tear up the mall
I'm chasing a check I don't care bout no broad
I light up a stogie then pass to my homie
No capping my nigga I keep the strap on me
They tryna dethrone me these niggas be phony
I need a thick bitch I don't like my hoes bony
Getting work from Montana like my name was Tony
I needed a hand they act like they didn't know me
Don't call me no baby boy bitch I ain't Jody
You said I wasn't shit can't forget what you told me
Young nigga survived by chance
Thank god im alive when I'm praying
Swear to god I'll ride for my fam
Hope the forty five don't jam
Tatted money sign on my hand
Niggas sent some shots but they ain't land
When I started firing niggas ran
Young nigga could have died I ain't playing
Young nigga survived by chance
Thank god im alive when I'm praying
Swear to god I'll ride for my fam
Hope the forty five don't jam
Tatted money sign on my hand
Niggas sent some shots but they ain't land
When I started firing niggas ran
Credits
Writer(s): Tony Edmunds
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