Chauncy

[Verse 1: Tyson S.T]
Fuck niggas we eating
Fuck niggas we beefing
Fuck thinking you can talk shit and think that we even
Fuck niggas I'm leaving
Fuck drama no weakness Can get between me
And decent bitches that see where I'm reaching
Fuck thinking you teaching
Fuck school for the weekend
Fuck thinking you can come through for the show you ain't needed
Fuck money I'm tweaking
Fuck niggas for tweeting
Fuck love get funds, yea

[Hook:]
Ima need a handle I'm gambling when this money fall
Coming in a can with the demons in it I'm jumping off
Bubble in my hand when they send for him when it's business, call
Ima need a hand from my angels on each every arm
Ima need a handle I'm gambling when this money fall
Coming in a can with the demons in it I'm jumping off
Bubble in my hand when they send for him when it's business, call
Ima need a hand from my angels on each every arm

[Verse 2:]
Definitions of our names
TV taught us gods face
Rappers taught us car names
An everybody growing up had dreams of being ball playing
And sky's are not the limit the sun was down when the stars came
I'm getting ahead of my self
I'm struggling getting out bed
My close friend is dead cause her health
Was waving goodbye and we felt
Tears in the end as I melt
Away for a month by myself
Till we meet again fuck everybody you said it yourself
I got debas to make
I got demons to face
I don't need me a bae
I got beams at my place
I got fiends Ima face
Im not evil I say
But my weakness I may
Is this greed on my plate
Who tangles with ghosts
Cause my spirits a killer of method manning ships
That make it to coasts
That means my plans know the ropes
Fighting demons with a swing
So jumping ships is not a death that we boast
Enemies never float
Sea fishes feed the sharks I suppose
And my options swim with outcomes
Pick to be the swimmer
In the river when the doubts come
I could read the streams before believers tried to crowd us
Falling into deals
Became a Chad le clos without one
Medal in business
I need a medal forgiveness
We can't pretend is a interest
We finna share in this nigga, yea
Give you one on the house like a Barbie set
Got your main bitch as my side yea she prolly ken
Squad big as insta huns that compliment they friends
Brand new gun the homie
The homie got it popping like a twitter thread
Said you with the nonsense
We outside and boy you never there
Got your bottom bitch coming to me
She must've took the stairs
I take the stand
With the lord as my witness
I get crossed its off the court
Who'll turn to Jesus to forgive 'em
Rest in peace to everything I knew
Rest in peace to everything I knew
Lil snake Syba Chauncey in the room
I wish I knew what I never knew
Thank god for my enemies and you

[Hook:]
Ima need a handle I'm gambling when this money fall
Coming in a can with the demons in it I'm jumping off
Bubble in my hand when they send for him when it's business, call
Ima need a hand from my angels on each every arm
Ima need a handle I'm gambling when this money fall
Coming in a can with the demons in it I'm jumping off
Bubble in my hand when they send for him when it's business, call
Ima need a hand from my angels on each every arm