CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Chances
I than witness n***as jumps off the porch like f**k it pass me the torch
With more to gain, then it's to lose
It’s a shame but it’s truth, you when taking that course
Blood, sweat & tears like this sh*t is was a sport
Rocking my heart on my sleeve, like I’ma product of my environment
But I refuse to die in it
Lost friends is these same streets that we grew on, like damn how would they life have been
All those good times, I think & vent
Just last year I blew through like 18
I wondering like am I going to see 18
Now 22, see things changed
It’s f**ked up but I ain't questioned it though
I just stay humble and play my enemies close
Never taking sh*t for granted, Grandmaw always prayed for me
When I would stay out & I didn’t understand it
Now I'm easily managed
All those tough times, Capri Sun, baloney sandwich
Built up what was damaged
sh*t I came from the worst
Could’ve fell, but I stood to the turf
I then cried, cause that sh*t really hurt
Seen it all like a gift & curse
Then again shid, it could’ve been worst really could've been worst
Thankful that them days wasn’t a hearse
Or anything close too
Not even the half of what I had to go through
This life that we living, sh*t ain't no joke dude
Just think it's a game & watch it show you
So much sh*t I can not manage
Don't take this sh*t for granted
Chances, on chances, on chances
Don't take this sh*t for granted
It don't give too many chances
Can't be taking this sh*t for granted
Chances, on chances, on chances
Life don't give too many chances
Can't be taking this sh*t for granted
Don't take this sh*t for granted
Chances, on chances, on chances
Don't take this sh*t for granted
It don't give too many chances
Can't be taking this sh*t for granted
Chances, on chances, on chances
Life don't give too many chances
Can't be taking this sh*t for granted
With more to gain, then it's to lose
It’s a shame but it’s truth, you when taking that course
Blood, sweat & tears like this sh*t is was a sport
Rocking my heart on my sleeve, like I’ma product of my environment
But I refuse to die in it
Lost friends is these same streets that we grew on, like damn how would they life have been
All those good times, I think & vent
Just last year I blew through like 18
I wondering like am I going to see 18
Now 22, see things changed
It’s f**ked up but I ain't questioned it though
I just stay humble and play my enemies close
Never taking sh*t for granted, Grandmaw always prayed for me
When I would stay out & I didn’t understand it
Now I'm easily managed
All those tough times, Capri Sun, baloney sandwich
Built up what was damaged
sh*t I came from the worst
Could’ve fell, but I stood to the turf
I then cried, cause that sh*t really hurt
Seen it all like a gift & curse
Then again shid, it could’ve been worst really could've been worst
Thankful that them days wasn’t a hearse
Or anything close too
Not even the half of what I had to go through
This life that we living, sh*t ain't no joke dude
Just think it's a game & watch it show you
So much sh*t I can not manage
Don't take this sh*t for granted
Chances, on chances, on chances
Don't take this sh*t for granted
It don't give too many chances
Can't be taking this sh*t for granted
Chances, on chances, on chances
Life don't give too many chances
Can't be taking this sh*t for granted
Don't take this sh*t for granted
Chances, on chances, on chances
Don't take this sh*t for granted
It don't give too many chances
Can't be taking this sh*t for granted
Chances, on chances, on chances
Life don't give too many chances
Can't be taking this sh*t for granted
