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NO SECOND CHANCES (feat. K Mills) Video (MV)






Declan the Celebrity - NO SECOND CHANCES (feat. K Mills) Lyrics




First things off ima get this bread then spend it all
If he start the shit we gone end it don't let shit dissolve
Oh he thought he lit caught em slippin shitted in his drawls
Like ouu he thought he ballin, sent em bullets like he Randy Moss
Second things second
I'ma f*ck ya bitch ohhhh I kick her out like tekken
I be in that shit raw we don't feel yo message
She be havin withdrawals Molly got me stressin
On my phone got me pissed off like you know I tried to send it
But really ion got shit for bitches
Only dick and mad prescriptions
I could put u in a lit position
She see I'm shinin', see I'm livin
Gettin money every angle good math u see the vision
Yeah you see division
Yeah You see you dig it
I don't got shit for hoes
Only dick and mad vision
I don't got shit for hoes
Only dick and a whole lot of vision

When the serpent left the nest placed the crown upon his head
Praised the lord for forgiveness kissed the chalice then he wept
In a world that's out to eat you best be careful of your steps
Know the rest, come in due time you learn your lessons
Impressions only matter when you coming out the gate
No second date, no second chances
My brother civil with the shit he got the money dancing
Hold the hands of who i plan to be buried with
Make sure i'm looking handsome

Young and dapper in the stands
I fantasize about my life if i could make some ends
New car for my girl, couple bikes for my mans
And a mansion in the Hamptons packed out with my friends
I'm in the Lambo with, Griff and a camera
Exotic dancer in the backseat tweaking off of crack
I'm never lost for words find the pieces then i yap
Never sober speaking find the DIVA then i yack
Somethings in the reefer got you bitches talking smack
I'm sneaking in your crib with Flippy poisoning the pack
I know they out to get me cause i keep my paper stacked
I'm thumbing through the fifty's with Latinas on my lap
I'm goin' dumb
Sixteens in the pad catch a beat and make it happen
Sticking to these words catch a beat and then we wack him
Never was a soft soul they heeding my reaction

When the serpent left the nest placed the crown upon his head
Praised the lord for forgiveness kissed the chalice then he wept
In a world that's out to eat you best be careful of your steps
Know the rest, come in due time you learn your lessons
Impressions only matter when you coming out the gate
No second date, no second chances
My brother civil with the shit he got the money dancing
Hold the hands of who i plan to be buried with
Make sure i'm looking handsome
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First things off ima get this bread then spend it all
If he start the shit we gone end it don't let shit dissolve
Oh he thought he lit caught em slippin shitted in his drawls
Like ouu he thought he ballin, sent em bullets like he Randy Moss
Second things second
I'ma f*ck ya bitch ohhhh I kick her out like tekken
I be in that shit raw we don't feel yo message
She be havin withdrawals Molly got me stressin
On my phone got me pissed off like you know I tried to send it
But really ion got shit for bitches
Only dick and mad prescriptions
I could put u in a lit position
She see I'm shinin', see I'm livin
Gettin money every angle good math u see the vision
Yeah you see division
Yeah You see you dig it
I don't got shit for hoes
Only dick and mad vision
I don't got shit for hoes
Only dick and a whole lot of vision

When the serpent left the nest placed the crown upon his head
Praised the lord for forgiveness kissed the chalice then he wept
In a world that's out to eat you best be careful of your steps
Know the rest, come in due time you learn your lessons
Impressions only matter when you coming out the gate
No second date, no second chances
My brother civil with the shit he got the money dancing
Hold the hands of who i plan to be buried with
Make sure i'm looking handsome

Young and dapper in the stands
I fantasize about my life if i could make some ends
New car for my girl, couple bikes for my mans
And a mansion in the Hamptons packed out with my friends
I'm in the Lambo with, Griff and a camera
Exotic dancer in the backseat tweaking off of crack
I'm never lost for words find the pieces then i yap
Never sober speaking find the DIVA then i yack
Somethings in the reefer got you bitches talking smack
I'm sneaking in your crib with Flippy poisoning the pack
I know they out to get me cause i keep my paper stacked
I'm thumbing through the fifty's with Latinas on my lap
I'm goin' dumb
Sixteens in the pad catch a beat and make it happen
Sticking to these words catch a beat and then we wack him
Never was a soft soul they heeding my reaction

When the serpent left the nest placed the crown upon his head
Praised the lord for forgiveness kissed the chalice then he wept
In a world that's out to eat you best be careful of your steps
Know the rest, come in due time you learn your lessons
Impressions only matter when you coming out the gate
No second date, no second chances
My brother civil with the shit he got the money dancing
Hold the hands of who i plan to be buried with
Make sure i'm looking handsome
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Writer: Declan Wood, Kyle Mucci
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