Chances
AyeDat$eli
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Yeah she asked how I'm doing, I told her I'm great Hold on, Yeah Look Aye, She asked how I'm doing, I told her I'm great 'cause lately I done ran up a bag in this bitch She asked how I'm doing, I told her I'm great, I just went to the store, popped a tag in this bitch I feel like I'm CJ Kasino, 'cause me or none of the homeboys ever, ever gonna switch I don't even f*ck with that boy 'cause he act like he bold, but I know for a fact he a bitch This shit was different, but I'm staying on ten toes up First to win it, be the last one that folds up Had it tough, but all these bands on me rose up I'm riding with the K , I feel like a soldier I got my brother with me, right on my shoulder I'm sedated bitch I'm off of the doja You saying I ain't gon' run it up like I told you I'm saying "Bitch I'm running up like I told you" Look, I only kept couple homies in the bubble I never bragged on it, bitch I stayed humble I get the bag little bitch and I don't fumble I gotta get it, no way I can fold up Mom even said, I ain't the type to fold up Shit can get tough, 'cause everybody hoed up Bitch, like a plumber, yeah, I'm staying poled up yeah I'm staying poled up Aye, did they f*ck with me back then? I guess I'll never ever know When I make songs, I make sure they come from the soul Lately Texas is freezing, but bitch, it's alright, 'cause we done got used to living up in the cold When times like these hit, it get hard not to fold Yeah, they wanted some names, I made sure I ain't told Ain't no pussy in me, I ain't ever been hoe They been bitches, I swear, why they acting so bold? I can't be out busting moves, If I ain't even found a way to go run up a check When you was loafing for hoes, I was with my partner making sure he good with the set This ain't for clout, bitch I rather run up my blue hundreds, before IG hit me with blue checks I got issues, that's why just like my fucking phone, bitch you know that I keep it on deck Aye, It's in the past, I got hella shit I'm looking forward to, bitch, why the f*ck would I stress? Stripes on the shirt, yeah, you know I'm rocking Tommy Hilfiger, Bitch, I ain't fucking with Guess I done put my fucking grind, and bitch I'll be damned if this shit don't end up a success Even though it seemed the world went against me, I stuck to my guns, pussy, nevertheless Homies switched up, and some homies bitched up But I know in the end I just can't give a f*ck In the Bible it says to forgive and forget But I'm holding these grudges I guess I been sinning But I don't really care 'cause I know I been winning Can't put you in my table, ain't shit that you bringing You see what you made of when chances start thinning When it's time to eat, it's your plate, go and get it
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