Took My Chance
One thing I don't understand I took my time yeah I planned
I wrote a goal then I ran I'm on the court like a champ
How they can't stop me? THEY CANT
Talking my shit cuz I can
Been through the dirt, ya I been through the sand
Been in the mix I got caught in the jam
Praying I make it in I'm taking a stand
Crossing my fingers n hoping for better days
Know I stay working just check out my resume
Use to drink lean, like that shit was lemonade
I was a teen, I caught me a felony
Living life wrong, robbing my enemy's
If I get rich I'll donate to charity's
I got some problems might need me some therapy
(Go to hell and back I don't think it'll help me)
Big bankroll but it's still not enough
6.3 Leave a cat in the dust
All wheel drive with the nos Issa must
Know the windows tinted it be trouble when we come
Most of these rappers they stutter, they suck
They lying, they acting like they wanna be thugs
Talk about shooting but never touched guns
Real as it gets, so f*** how you come
I gotta lotta on my chest, no time to stress I put in work for my check
Thanking my momma I'm blessed, your raising a king I ain't ready to rest
I promise my family I'll give them the best
I know these people they hoping I wreck
One day a foreign maybe a jet
Came from a ford now it's a vette
One thing I don't understand I took my time yeah I planned
I wrote a goal then I ran I'm on the court like a champ
How they can't stop me? THEY CANT
Talking my shit cuz I can
Been through the dirt, ya I been through the sand
Been in the mix I got caught in the jam
Praying I make it in I'm taking a stand
Working a 14 been working since 13
If you ask me I deserve me a trophy
Not with the clubs I be playing the Sony
Talked for a day, don't like you know me
Say you in love with me, you gotta show me
Kick the bitch out, if she lying, she hoeing
Competition, who's my opponent?
Rags to riches, finna cop me a foreign
I gotta lot, lot my mind pour me a cup of the henny on ice
Life's getting hard but I'm rolling my dice
Praying to god that I'm doing it right
Not Tony Hawk but I stay on the grind
I'm watching my back shit I'm breaking my spine
I caught a few losses, I'm back in my prime
Boutta turn 20 I'm living my life
I wrote a goal then I ran I'm on the court like a champ
How they can't stop me? THEY CANT
Talking my shit cuz I can
Been through the dirt, ya I been through the sand
Been in the mix I got caught in the jam
Praying I make it in I'm taking a stand
Crossing my fingers n hoping for better days
Know I stay working just check out my resume
Use to drink lean, like that shit was lemonade
I was a teen, I caught me a felony
Living life wrong, robbing my enemy's
If I get rich I'll donate to charity's
I got some problems might need me some therapy
(Go to hell and back I don't think it'll help me)
Big bankroll but it's still not enough
6.3 Leave a cat in the dust
All wheel drive with the nos Issa must
Know the windows tinted it be trouble when we come
Most of these rappers they stutter, they suck
They lying, they acting like they wanna be thugs
Talk about shooting but never touched guns
Real as it gets, so f*** how you come
I gotta lotta on my chest, no time to stress I put in work for my check
Thanking my momma I'm blessed, your raising a king I ain't ready to rest
I promise my family I'll give them the best
I know these people they hoping I wreck
One day a foreign maybe a jet
Came from a ford now it's a vette
One thing I don't understand I took my time yeah I planned
I wrote a goal then I ran I'm on the court like a champ
How they can't stop me? THEY CANT
Talking my shit cuz I can
Been through the dirt, ya I been through the sand
Been in the mix I got caught in the jam
Praying I make it in I'm taking a stand
Working a 14 been working since 13
If you ask me I deserve me a trophy
Not with the clubs I be playing the Sony
Talked for a day, don't like you know me
Say you in love with me, you gotta show me
Kick the bitch out, if she lying, she hoeing
Competition, who's my opponent?
Rags to riches, finna cop me a foreign
I gotta lot, lot my mind pour me a cup of the henny on ice
Life's getting hard but I'm rolling my dice
Praying to god that I'm doing it right
Not Tony Hawk but I stay on the grind
I'm watching my back shit I'm breaking my spine
I caught a few losses, I'm back in my prime
Boutta turn 20 I'm living my life
Credits
Writer(s): Cash Flow
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