(+) DJ Khaled - EVERY CHANCE I GET (Official Audio) ft. Lil Baby, Lil Durk
(Makers)
(Run that back Turbo)
Tryna make a change
Tryna make a dollar
When I only had some change
Seen inside a one man cell
I tightened up my brain
I can't fuck with all of y'all
I'm tightened up my game
Come too far for me to complain
No one came as hard as I done came fasho
I could've kept going
But I made a lane for bro
That's what you 'posed to do
If any nigga overstep they boundaries
You supposed to shoot
And it's enough money in it for
All of us are posting music
I know this shit is a façade
I ain't gon' let 'em fool me
I can't put my trust in no broad
I ain't gon' let 'em use me
I donе put her heart inside my pockеt
I ain't gon' never lose it
I done had to stand in front of the judge
And tell him I'm not using
Damn go to sleep we fucking
Wake up then we fussing
Baby we can't force it
Love will run its course
I'll make you call my name
Until you lose your voice
Me and money married
We fuck off as a couple
Taking uppers 'cause I don't
Like to be down too much
But I sip syrup
And I don't play around too much
Take my word you can't just be down with us
We put in work
Half a ticket on a Phantom
Just to ride around Atlanta
My lil' boys gon' make the forties
Dress my mom up for these award shows
I'm just happy it ain't court dates
I ride 'Raris I don't horseplay
I'm a grown ass man
Gotta have a blicky when I land
You keeping your business clean
Everyone trying to endorse you
I will never stick my dick in
No one I pay child support to
I've been tryna build a fortune
Got millions for my niece and nephew
I've been playing in a trampoline
Whoever falling I'ma catch you
If you wanna play that shit so sour
You know I would've helped you
How the fuck you leaving without me?
It ain't no going in
All a nigga told me it was free
But I still gave him ten
We do what we want it ain't no asking
Take your Rollie off when you sliding
They say time will tell
You gon' die or get you some money
Or you'll go to jail
All these choppers will
Turn this city to a living Hell
It was crowded on the elevator
I took the stairs
Lost some people on the way over
But I don't even care
I can't kick you before the night
I want to please your body
I want to please your body I
If it ain't no Wock' then I drink Tris
Can't no promoter book my bitch
Can't name a nigga from
Chicago ever said they took my shit
I can't post up like
A killer knowing them niggas killed my twin
We gon' spin 'til we get dizzy
We gon' spin 'til we see him
Child support did me wrong
Tried to get me out a M
Only time I hear from
Them when I post money on my 'Gram
When to Herman I need a big kit on my Lamb'
She a Ifa so she keeping
On her beads when she praying
My lawyers dogs when I call
They get richer by the case
I got niggas fuck with dogfood
And get richer by the day
I know watches your shit fake
I could tell a Richard by its face
Real nigga when I'm around y'all
I be feeling out of place
The industry ain't let me in
The judge ain't let me travel then
Ain't no solid Percs
I might go take one of them capsules in
And I know some hoes that run they mouth
That's why I don't never see 'em
All my diamonds GIA certified in
No cap got a top tier bitch she my side bitch
Bitches from the trenches
Claim they kids on they taxes
How you dressing better than your kids
You need your ass kicked
A laugh he wasn't matching
Now he matching with his casket
Take your Rollie off when you sliding
They say time will tell
You gon' die or get you some money
Or you'll go to jail
All these choppers will
Turn this city to a living Hell
It was crowded on the elevator
I took the stairs
Lost some people on the way over
But I don't even care
I can't kick you before the night
I want to please your body
I want to please your body I