I? m calling out but there? s no one to hear me I? m so afraid 'cos there? s nobody near me All that I? ve got are the memories of Tuesday I can? t remember anything she said Then in a moment my head starts spinnin' Around in a circle, no end or beginnin' An' just when I think that the whole world? s turnin' I open my eyes an' discover that life is just burnin' down But this man stands his ground For when there? s nothin' left I? ll fight for every breath Don? t turn your back on me, baby I? m takin' all my chances Why can? t you hear what I? m sayin'? I? m takin' all my chances When you? re alone with nobody to turn to You look in the mirror an' think that it? s untrue In your reflection are you sure that you see The person that you? ve always wanted to be But you never were because you feared yourself An' in your deepest thoughts you looked for someone else Don? t turn your back on me, baby I? m takin' all my chances Why can? t you hear what I? m sayin'? I? m takin' all my chances I? m calling out but there? s no one to hear me I? m so afraid 'cos there? s nobody near me All that I? ve got are the memories of Tuesday I can? t remember anythin' she said Don? t turn your back on me, baby I? m takin' all my chances Why can? t you hear what I? m sayin'? I? m takin' all my chances Don? t turn your back on me, baby I? m takin' all my chances Why can? t you hear what I? m sayin'? I? m takin' all my chances Don? t turn your back on me, baby I? m takin' all my chances I? m takin' all my chances

Turn on the charm Call to response now Sitting on the porch Looking for a way out Touched on me deep That's why I'm still here Why do we think that we've no plight? Even I've taken my chances Even I've taken my chances On you and I know In the dark On the way out It's even in old songs It's the combination that takes emotions Why don't we go now? No need to think on our own now about it Even I've taken my chances Even I've taken my chances On you When you love all of you They know all of you Be alone and take And you break for whose sake? About to leave About to leave Even I've taken my chances Even I've taken my chances On you

Don't know much about your life Don't know much about your world but Don't want to be alone tonight On this planet they call Earth You don't know about my past and I don't have the future figured out And maybe this is going too fast And maybe it's not meant to last But what do you say to taking chances? What do you say to jumping off the edge? Never knowing if there's solid ground below Or a hand to hold, or hell to pay What do you say? What do you say? I just wanna start again And maybe you could show me how to try Maybe you could take me in Somewhere underneath your skin What do you say to taking chances? What do you say to jumping off the edge? Never knowing if there's solid ground below Or a hand to hold, or hell to pay What do you say? What do you say? And I've had my heart beaten down But I always come back for more, yeah There's nothing like love to pull you up When you're lying down on the floor there So talk to me, talk to me like lovers do Yeah, walk with me, walk with me like lovers do, like lovers do What do you say to taking chances? What do you say to jumping off the edge? Never knowing if there's solid ground below Or a hand to hold, or hell to pay What do you say? What do you say? Don't know much about your life And I don't know much about your world

(Yeah) Got them racks, ice attack (Bling) You want beef? (Okay) Ratta-ta (Okay) When you gone, smoke your pack I fell back (Okay), Now I'm back (Okay) Got them racks (Okay), ice attack (Okay) You want beef? (Okay) Ratta-ta (Okay) When you gone (Okay), smoke your pack (Okay) I fell back (Okay), now I'm back (Okay) Flooded watch, drop top (Skrrt) Fuck 12, fuck the opps (Okay) Wrist broke (Whip, whip) in the pot Selling rocks (Okay), on the block (Okay) Put up guap, sending shots At your top (Okay), fuck you thought? (Okay) Fucking thots, watch 'em flock Off-white seats (Okay), Off-white socks (Okay) 1800 for a pair of jeans, that's okay I got money, I give all my shooters good pay Headshot with a infrared beam from far away Long as it don't come back to me, I think it's okay Got them racks, ice attack (Bling) You want beef? (Okay) Ratta-ta (Okay) When you gone, smoke your pack I fell back (Okay), Now I'm back (Okay) Got them racks (Okay), ice attack (Okay) You want beef? (Okay) Ratta-ta (Okay) When you gone (Okay), smoke your pack (Okay) I fell back (Okay), now I'm back (Okay) We the wrong niggas to run to, put cake in a funnel Lil' bitch fuck for the bundle Put a Glock in the console, yeah Why the bitch wanna say my name on the gram? Ho, relax (Ho, relax) I beat my gun case Three, four times, can't hold me back (Rrra) And you can never hang around if you owe me racks (If you owe me racks) And I'm not talkin' about navigation I'm with NAV (And I'm with NAV) And I was hangin' in Chiraq, dope on the ave (Gang) And if you sliding with them killers, grab that mask (Turn up) And she be driving on the road, coke in her ass (Yeah) And that first time robbing the plug We ain't coming, no cash (Yeah) Trackhawk 2018, do the dash (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt) Ain't give no money so he try to put me on blast, yeah Got them racks, ice attack (Bling) You want beef? (Okay) Ratta-ta (Okay) When you gone, smoke your pack I fell back (Okay), Now I'm back (Okay) Got them racks (Okay), ice attack (Okay) You want beef? (Okay) Ratta-ta (Okay) When you gone (Okay), smoke your pack (Okay) I fell back (Okay), now I'm back (Okay)

Ah-ah-ah, hey Run that back, Turbo You niggas bogus, I see the imposers I used to sell yola, trap on Motorolla Spittin' these vocals, labels think I wrote it Slippery wet paints, the coupes are candy-coated Just left the bank, I need a bag to hold this The streets like a farm 'cause all we ride is horses Let my face tell it, we done made a fortune I'm ridin' with my dawg and he ain't gotta question I got a bitch like Keisha off of Belly Police got dogs and they can't even smell me Keep me a cup, I got a lean belly 20s on me, I call 'em green relish Balmain my jeans, if not, they embellished Too many vibes, they think I'm R. Kelly PH in the sky, we got 'em already PJ in the sky and I don't wanna land it Creepin' at night, the VLONE bandit I prayed to the sky and none of this was handed Worked all my life and now I understand it Crawled up like a mouse, but I could never tell it I got the sweetest sauce like jelly Try disrespect me, you all get beheaded I got the drip, they call me Dripavelli I held him down, that nigga was my celly Fuck you fuck niggas, never made me heartless Thank God, came and got me, used to shop at Target They cut out the coupe before we hit the market We don't pack our bags 'cause we gon' shop regardless Backend, I'm back in, paid up for the party I done came a long way from openin' up for Carti Shades and my bracelets Cartier Carti Police's cases, all that we avoidin' The lean in my cup gettin' more and more muddy I shown all my love, I've never been a bully Got every color VLONE hoody Just jumped in the game and still I ain't no rookie I got this sauce, cream and puddin' I came with the drip, got everybody lookin' Cherish your blessings, easily could be tooken Send a front in, it's easy to get a book in You niggas bogus, I see the imposers I used to sell yola, trap on Motorolla Spittin' these vocals, labels think I wrote it Slippery wet paints, the coupes are candy-coated Just left the bank, I need a bag to hold this The streets like a farm 'cause all we ride is horses Let my face tell it, we done made a fortune I'm ridin' with my dawg and he ain't gotta question Yeah, cash all my backends, I bought me a Patek Addicted to cabbage, the money relax me My mom and them happy, I bought them a mansion I still rock the fitted, but I don't be cappin' (skrrt) These camouflage denim like I just went campin' They still can't believe that I made it, they happy I been gettin' money before I was rappin' I'm ridin' in the Wraith like I play with the actors No pleadin', arraignment, ain't takin' no charges My young nigga's solid, I know that he got me He keep his mouth closed, I'ma buy him a foreign Penthouse, hotel suite whenever we're tourin' How foreign my tint is, I still rock the Jordan Packin' out shows, love my fans, they important And I'm still in the trap, in the hood like a motor Spend thousands on fragrance, she fuckin' my odor I just started rappin', I made me some millions Man, shout out Atlanta, I'm runnin' my city These bracelets came healthy, they cost me a 50 I leveled it up, I've been handlin' business Gettin' 20 a night, every day, different city I just keep puttin' this syrup in my kidneys This the big one, boy, this not the Jubilee (Jubilee) I got Gunna with me, rockin' VLONE, Supreme (yeah, yeah) You niggas bogus, I see the imposers I used to sell yola, trap on Motorolla Spittin' these vocals, labels think I wrote it Slippery wet paints, the coupes are candy-coated Just left the bank, I need a bag to hold this The streets like a farm 'cause all we ride is horses Let my face tell it, we done made a fortune I'm ridin' with my dawg and he ain't gotta question (uh)