Chances - Young Dolph

Got a spot in the sober, as a trap house in the section attic

A coupe the front lawn with that camera battle license plate

My watch cost a whip, my whip costs a crip

To get to the place I’m at

You won’t believe half of the shit I did

Each to know about the better of chances

What you know about the life with dead chances

When I’m in the streets I’m all about taking chances

I gotta get it under all circumstances

Ain’t no streets, you gotta learn to take the bad with the good

When you think you’re doing bad, you’re doing good

They ask me how I’ve been, I say «I've been doing good»

Ask the streets about me, they say that little nigga keep good

All the way to Meneth, let’s get this understood

The illest nigga in this shit, I put that on my hood

Ain’t no nigga from my city done it like I done it

Speedin' in that 2-seater, can hear me when I’m coming

Glancing in my camera, no I don’t like in the rearview

Riding with dick hood bitch out the

Traiting ass rappers i hear you, but I don’t feel you

I about getting old, nigga you

Got a spot in the sober, as a trap house in the section attic

A coupe the front lawn with that camera battle license plate

My watch cost a whip, my whip costs a crip

To get to the place I’m at

You won’t believe half of the shit I did

Each to know about the better of chances

What you know about the life with dead chances

When I’m in the streets I’m all about taking chances

I gotta get it under all circumstances

Spark a hundred, lost a hundred

Invest two hundred and lost two more

I’ve done a lot of dirty shit, so I can’t complain

I took it and roll, losses come with the game

Wouldn’t been the man I am today if I didn’t take a chance

I play with that bitch and took her out to dance

I’mma tell you this here

Then you might be prepared to stay with her

I build my own lane and I ran with it

Got my doing the whole

Its called get rich or either die tryin'

Let’s say I’m getting fly, so I might die flying

Got a spot in the sober, as a trap house in the section attic

A coupe the front lawn with that camera battle license plate

My watch cost a whip, my whip costs a crip

To get to the place I’m at

You won’t believe half of the shit I did

Each to know about the better of chances

What you know about the life with dead chances

When I’m in the streets I’m all about taking chances

I gotta get it under all circumstances