Chances

DJ! You already know what's going on man
Let me talk my shit man (hey)
Smoking bleeps dropping ashes in my cup holder
You already know what’s going on man, it's DJ!

[Verse 1: DJ Lucas]
Smoking bleeps dropping ashes in my cup holder
Real shit you'll understand when you’re much older
Got a big bag of creme and it's reeking bad
Prada shoes same color Puerto Rican flag
Work hard and you achieve a bag
Boy I'm smoking til I get normal
Marshalls, TJ Maxx when I get formal
Getting bread then it's on to the next portal
I'm in my bag like a small dog
I keep rolling til it's all gone
But I'm there when I'm called on
I dropped the ball but I’m playing poker
Its been a year yesterday my man stayed sober
I ain’t really playing games boy it's game over
And I’m whippin' in this Prius like a Range Rover
Three hours, Twin cities for the layover and I came up out the suburbs let's have Dave over (Damn)

[Verse 2: Papo2oo4]
It's the Bob Marley smokin, nigga we tryna run it up
You ain’t never win, you the runner-up
Been puttin' numbers up
Right before we fuck, tell her suck it up
Ain't too many who can run with us
Damn, just ate some fly shit
'Bout to smoke and get right
Side-bitch mad cause we only chill after midnight
Spark another bogie, Sub on the beat, no hoagie
I just wanna' ball (?)
Smokin' on the gas stay blessed it ain't no holy water
Rest in peace to mama tryna ball like Kobe daughter
(?) holy water
Told Sub take 'em back to the block
Dark World, '04, put the crack in the rock
Trappin' the pot, runnin' up the bag and you not
(?) smokin' on the black diamond
These niggas be doin' what they told like Simon

[Verse 3: DJ Lucas]
Eggs Florentine next to the spice fiends
Nice dreams I had about ladies and ice cream
Light green my dope the same color Kemba jersey
They was saying wild accusations that meant to hurt me
I saw the reaper told God to extend my journey
I have so much more I wanna say
Tried to talk about myself in an honest way
I feel like it'd be easier if it was not as late
I feel like it'd be easier if I was not as high
And I just keep on thinking bout it but that's not the vibe
Why am I thinking about a ceiling that is not the sky
If truth is valuable their gonna tell a lot of lies
And this is DJ baby giving y'all some food for thought
After the show I hit the bar and buy some food for thots
And I do the kind of drugs that really ruin chances
I got it down to a science they made new advances

[Verse 4: Papo2oo4]
Get involved, you madder than a bitch
I'm in the (?) eatin' crabs (?) better claws (?) seminars
You call it lemonade, I call it lemonade
Called you out, you a fraud
Game time like a hog
Please admit, you a frog
She a bitch, I'm a dog
Everything I try to say make sense
Tryna take out (?)
Lemme chill (?)
(?)
Pap up for office
They told 'em vote or die
I told 'em rap or die
Rather trap or die