No Second Chances

[Part One: No Signal]

[Intro]
Scott! Oh my God!

[Verse]
Yeah, I'm bout a check I keep it balanced
Bitch I'm going gold and paying loans just off my talents
Your girl at the crib and she gon' treat it like a palace
I hit it more than once make an addiction out a habit
Got another flow I gotta patent
These niggas peep a snippet write a song and try to jack it
Stars up in my roof I did this shit because I plan it
Man, I'm just tryna bag a girl as bad as Paula Patton
These niggas heard I'm dropping so they pushing back releases
I could drop a diamond album by myself don't need no features
This weed from out the country brought it over with no visas
Wrote this verse on top of woods and copped the beat I need the leases
Light this shit this spliff look like a smoke signal
These rappers sleeping like Rick Ross still using rohypnol
I know that's wild but I never act so Karen Civil
Demon shit you stand around me and get no signal (No signal)
(Oh my God!)
The flow facetious, got more followers than Jesus
That's where I got these pieces, every whip I got is keyless
Niggas think they devils they can't stand up to a demon
This shit on lock like Rocky you might catch me out in Sweden, bitch

[Chorus]
Check the bible you can read about me
Everything I did you can see about it
If I say it then I be about it
I got that dope shit all these hoes gon fucking fiend about it

[Part Two: No Second Chances]

[Verse]
I'm sitting here contemplating
If I die right now will I see heaven or see Satan
Would I even be shaken
My lungs quaking as my breath taken (Will I see Satan?)
I'm not patient
I need answers
I need prayer
I need dancers
I see paradise, I see nirvana
I see hell, I see my trauma
Where do I go from here
I can never tell
No second chances
I already fell
No second chances
I already fell (I already fell)
Slow dance with death, no kiss and tell
No second chances, I deserve my hell
No second chances, I deserve my hell
There is no paradise for us, only hell
There is no paradise for us, you can tell
I wrote this on an acid trip
I look back to the past like a sample flip
There's no paradise for us here
I wrote this on an acid trip
I look back to the past like a sample flip
There's no paradise for us here, there never was