Long Live Chance
Block 13
Held it down when my heart be freezing, I'm getting used to it
Bag chaser getting no paper
Them niggas full of it
And how we started but never finished, we steady drilling shit
Born an artist working my hardest, a nigga feeling it
I'm living it but shit getting timid, these niggas sensitive
I set a bid on these niggas failure, they need a sedative
And how I live, them f*ckers entitled to tell me how to live
First to pop the kettle now they wanna get competitive
It ain't, much left of plenty after niggas hit a twenty
And the dubs I'm steady spending, could've saved 'em for the many
But niggas don't really feel me after f*cking round with Jenny
Should've gave that hoe a penny after finding her with Timmy
And after all that I said, shit was better in my head
Now I'm overthinking everything I did before bed
Just like I said, I ain't never been the one to go beg
Then all the business that I stood on put a crick in my leg
Started to make hace and waited until the album dropped
But now a nigga stressing, I'mma make the bottle pop
They don't feel me when I'm blessing the speakers
Tired of creeping and the crawling, had to lace up the sneakers
They gone feel me when I leave but then they see it's too late
Life long hustlin' and tusslin, I'm filled up with hate
I put the message loud and clear up in them speakers
But the shit ain't enough, I'm steady reaching for them sneakers
Youngins on game, so they can handle all the fame
I'd rather rock with myself, than rocking with another lame
Swear if you wore my shoe, yo ass would probably say the same
Every man for they self, it ain't no teams up in this game
Went from Florida to Texas, cause I kept f*cking my exes
'Fore a jit hit eleven, I had them bitches in sevens
I went and rolled up a present, cause shorty took on depressants
Never wanna see the day I gotta send her to heaven
But look
I am just a youngin tryna walk around wit eight figures
F*ck these petty bitches, I'mma go and get a bit bigger
Not a lover, but I fight myself when I don't speak winner
Looses are for losers that's why I just try to learn better
Hidden emotions, but I don't show what I feel
Still working, quit the mercin' after touching a mill
It's hard to keep it real when motherf*ckers steady tryna give an opinion
You can't show or give me shit if it don't come with a billion
Started to make hace and waited until the album dropped
But now a nigga stressing, I'mma make the bottle pop
They don't feel me when I'm blessing the speakers
Tired of creeping and the crawling, had to lace up the sneakers
They gone feel me when I leave but then they see it's too late
Life long hustlin' and tusslin, I'm filled up with hate
I put the message loud and clear up in them speakers
But the shit ain't enough, I'm steady reaching for them sneakers
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Long Live Chance
Block 13
Held it down when my heart be freezing, I'm getting used to it
Bag chaser getting no paper
Them niggas full of it
And how we started but never finished, we steady drilling shit
Born an artist working my hardest, a nigga feeling it
I'm living it but shit getting timid, these niggas sensitive
I set a bid on these niggas failure, they need a sedative
And how I live, them f*ckers entitled to tell me how to live
First to pop the kettle now they wanna get competitive
It ain't, much left of plenty after niggas hit a twenty
And the dubs I'm steady spending, could've saved 'em for the many
But niggas don't really feel me after f*cking round with Jenny
Should've gave that hoe a penny after finding her with Timmy
And after all that I said, shit was better in my head
Now I'm overthinking everything I did before bed
Just like I said, I ain't never been the one to go beg
Then all the business that I stood on put a crick in my leg
Started to make hace and waited until the album dropped
But now a nigga stressing, I'mma make the bottle pop
They don't feel me when I'm blessing the speakers
Tired of creeping and the crawling, had to lace up the sneakers
They gone feel me when I leave but then they see it's too late
Life long hustlin' and tusslin, I'm filled up with hate
I put the message loud and clear up in them speakers
But the shit ain't enough, I'm steady reaching for them sneakers
Youngins on game, so they can handle all the fame
I'd rather rock with myself, than rocking with another lame
Swear if you wore my shoe, yo ass would probably say the same
Every man for they self, it ain't no teams up in this game
Went from Florida to Texas, cause I kept f*cking my exes
'Fore a jit hit eleven, I had them bitches in sevens
I went and rolled up a present, cause shorty took on depressants
Never wanna see the day I gotta send her to heaven
But look
I am just a youngin tryna walk around wit eight figures
F*ck these petty bitches, I'mma go and get a bit bigger
Not a lover, but I fight myself when I don't speak winner
Looses are for losers that's why I just try to learn better
Hidden emotions, but I don't show what I feel
Still working, quit the mercin' after touching a mill
It's hard to keep it real when motherf*ckers steady tryna give an opinion
You can't show or give me shit if it don't come with a billion
Started to make hace and waited until the album dropped
But now a nigga stressing, I'mma make the bottle pop
They don't feel me when I'm blessing the speakers
Tired of creeping and the crawling, had to lace up the sneakers
They gone feel me when I leave but then they see it's too late
Life long hustlin' and tusslin, I'm filled up with hate
I put the message loud and clear up in them speakers
But the shit ain't enough, I'm steady reaching for them sneakers
Block 13
Held it down when my heart be freezing, I'm getting used to it
Bag chaser getting no paper
Them niggas full of it
And how we started but never finished, we steady drilling shit
Born an artist working my hardest, a nigga feeling it
I'm living it but shit getting timid, these niggas sensitive
I set a bid on these niggas failure, they need a sedative
And how I live, them f*ckers entitled to tell me how to live
First to pop the kettle now they wanna get competitive
It ain't, much left of plenty after niggas hit a twenty
And the dubs I'm steady spending, could've saved 'em for the many
But niggas don't really feel me after f*cking round with Jenny
Should've gave that hoe a penny after finding her with Timmy
And after all that I said, shit was better in my head
Now I'm overthinking everything I did before bed
Just like I said, I ain't never been the one to go beg
Then all the business that I stood on put a crick in my leg
Started to make hace and waited until the album dropped
But now a nigga stressing, I'mma make the bottle pop
They don't feel me when I'm blessing the speakers
Tired of creeping and the crawling, had to lace up the sneakers
They gone feel me when I leave but then they see it's too late
Life long hustlin' and tusslin, I'm filled up with hate
I put the message loud and clear up in them speakers
But the shit ain't enough, I'm steady reaching for them sneakers
Youngins on game, so they can handle all the fame
I'd rather rock with myself, than rocking with another lame
Swear if you wore my shoe, yo ass would probably say the same
Every man for they self, it ain't no teams up in this game
Went from Florida to Texas, cause I kept f*cking my exes
'Fore a jit hit eleven, I had them bitches in sevens
I went and rolled up a present, cause shorty took on depressants
Never wanna see the day I gotta send her to heaven
But look
I am just a youngin tryna walk around wit eight figures
F*ck these petty bitches, I'mma go and get a bit bigger
Not a lover, but I fight myself when I don't speak winner
Looses are for losers that's why I just try to learn better
Hidden emotions, but I don't show what I feel
Still working, quit the mercin' after touching a mill
It's hard to keep it real when motherf*ckers steady tryna give an opinion
You can't show or give me shit if it don't come with a billion
Started to make hace and waited until the album dropped
But now a nigga stressing, I'mma make the bottle pop
They don't feel me when I'm blessing the speakers
Tired of creeping and the crawling, had to lace up the sneakers
They gone feel me when I leave but then they see it's too late
Life long hustlin' and tusslin, I'm filled up with hate
I put the message loud and clear up in them speakers
But the shit ain't enough, I'm steady reaching for them sneakers
Writer: Kristian Reddick
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