Chances In Your Life

Lyrics: Tyquian Terrel Bowman Music: Tyquian Terrel Bowman Producer: Quando Rondo Oh, yeah, yeah (Cxb, know he go crazy) QRN, N Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh (QRN)

[Chorus] What's the chances in your life you make a million dollars? Abandoned houses, dirty Sprite, livin' like a rockstar Hundred thousand on ice, walkin' out of Icebox Lil' shawty bad just like a Barbie, **** her with the lights off I'ma beat the block up, grindin' like Rocky Balboa Lil' homie got the cleanest diamonds, don't use no Lysol My lil' nigga caught a body from off an iPhone My lil' nigga got indicted for gettin' his shine on I ain't got no choice but ride for him Shawty a model, why the **** she keep on callin' my line? If they had a charge from all the ways that I'm shinin', they'll see that ball in the crime Hе ain't no trapper, he don't know nothin' 'bout no grindin' He ain't no scammеr, all he know is sling iron, that's why he stay with that fire Ain't tryna rap, so how the last nigga died? Lean in a Snapple, I'ma drink with no ice Go off the head on the mic I want the head, then after back, don't come back Rather be dead before I'm labeled a rat Put that on Pablo and Phat I'm in Miami with two bitches that's fat I ****ed 'em both and only gave 'em two racks I'm just gon' leave it at that I pour them fours up by the liter of Act' Livin' life speedin', that's the reason I ask What's the chances in your life you make a million dollars? Abandoned houses, dirty Sprite, livin' like a rockstar Hundred thousand on ice, walkin' out of Icebox Lil' shawty bad just like a Barbie, **** her with the lights off I'ma beat the block up, grindin' like Rocky Balboa Lil' homie got the cleanest diamonds, don't use no Lysol My lil' nigga caught a body from off an iPhone My lil' nigga got indicted for gettin' his shine on (Oh, oh) I ain't got no choice but ride for him (Okay, let's go) We eatin' five-star meals at the Marriott If I **** her, I'ma pay her bills like I care about her My lil' nigga ****ed a bitch and after that, she pulled up on me I know he be lookin' at my pics like, "Damn, he took her from me" Lil' woadie, he be thuggin' in the bricks, I know he cookin' for me I'm gon' go and tip brodie a zip so he could cook it for me Whole ten stacks, that'll get a nigga whacked He be shootin' in the front, I be comin' through the back Every time that you see me, I'm dope boy fresh Dope boy money, steady runnin' up a check Every day, got my foot on they neck I'ma run with the slime like a slatt Got my dog doin' time 'cause he whack I'ma drip in designer to come out the trap Damn, lil' shawty the finest I seen on the map Every day, we be grindin', the question I ask What's the chances in your life you make a million dollars? Abandoned houses, dirty Sprite, livin' like a rockstar Hundred thousand on ice, walkin' out of Icebox Lil' shawty bad just like a Barbie, **** her with the lights off I'ma beat the block up, grindin' like Rocky Balboa Lil' homie got the cleanest diamonds, don't use no Lysol My lil' nigga caught a body from off an iPhone My lil' nigga got indicted for gettin' his shine on I ain't got no choice but ride for him Programming: Quando Rondo Mastering Engineer: Quando Rondo Mixing Engineer: Quando Rondo