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Chancing
This shit from the heart
This shit from the heart, yeah
Let's go
Oh naw, I'm not goin' no where
Yeah, the stick, we got plastic like tupperware
Make sure you keep it real with yourself
Yeah, then you can keep it real with your team
Yeah you know I'm a ball out
If he 'posed to be your brother, take him under your wing
I ain't graudatin' cause it probably wasn't no cap in me
[?], ain't no taxin' me
Dog, dog, I'll never switch up on my gang, dog
I pull up on you sideways in that Range, dog
Yeah, make sure your money stacked up for pain, dog
Make sure you momma stack money up for pain, dog
Naw, I'm not talkin' Cedric Entertainer
But you know I stand on this stage and entertain 'em
(Ooh, ooh, ooh) She tryna drain me
(Ooh, ooh, ooh) She know she drained it
She sucked that dick, she gon' drain it
She sucked that dick, she gon' drain it
I throw that paper on her
I put that paper on her
I put that paper on her
I throw that paper on her
I put that paper on him
Oh naw, I'm not goin' no where
Yeah, the stick, we got plastic like tupperware
Make sure you keep it real with yourself, yeah
Then you can keep it real with your team
Yeah you know I'm a ball out
If he 'posed to be your brother, take him under your wing
I ain't graudatin' cause it probably wasn't no cap in me
[?], ain't no taxin' me
Naw, naw, ain't no taxin' me
Yeah, I take care of my baby momma so her dad love me
Yeah, I came in on a late tip but I'll still pass 'em
Yeah, I [?] and I still trashed 'em
Yeah, I fuc*** the whole one time, she ain't do nothin', I still trashed her
Niggas burnt out money through
No boy in there practiced, yeah we got accuracy
I don't share shoes, y'all both niggas got athletes's feet
Yeah, who that? Got your main bitch like, who that?
Got your main bitch like, do that
Yeah I target when I shoot at it
Fuck that ni*** up like a pamphlet
Big Slime with me, he chancin' it
[?] with me, he chancin' it
Slime life, yeah he chancin' it
[?] yeah he chancin' it, got
[?] got a stick (tick-tick-tick), yeah he chancin' it
[?] with me always ni***, I ain't change shit
Yeah I f*** 'em always, yeah she know I paint shit
Money long as hallways all up in school and shit
Yeah I got so many hoes, niggas think I was pimpin', shit
Yeah, yeah
Got your main bitch like yeah, yeah, oh yeah
Oh naw, I'm not goin' no where
Yeah, the stick, we got plastic like tupperware
Make sure you keep it real with yourself, yeah
Then you can keep it real with your team
Yeah you know I'm a ball out
If he 'posed to be your brother, take him under your wing
I ain't graudatin' cause it probably wasn't no cap in me
[?], ain't no taxin' me