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My Chance Video (MV)




Performed By: Rielye & WoahAustin
Language: English
Length: 2:00
Written by: Gabriel Morris




Rielye & WoahAustin - My Chance Lyrics
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Im just waiting on my chance
I hope God can hear me asking for them bands
But it aint really bout the money its about the plans
Im really tryna help my family tryna help my friends
When I get that money imma do my rich dance
After that nigga im might hit the Shmoney one
Im tryna shoot 20 racks out a money gun
Shoot over to my dad house and give him a honey bun
Im looking at my mom house I might handle that
Pay the mortgage off and build another one from scratch
My baby momma hold it down so you know im giving her some racks
We came a long way from $180 sacks
Im just waiting on my time
Waiting on my spotlight so I can shine
Im waiting on my skateboard im finna go and grind
It seem like when I see the light inside the tunnel it get to pouring down
Why when im in the fast lane y'all get to slowing down?
Why when im in a bad place it aint no one around?
Why niggas get the most hate from they own town?
Why niggas get the most love when they in the ground?
Im just waiting on my chance
I hope God can hear me asking for them bands
But it aint really bout the money its about the plans
Im really tryna help my family tryna help my friends
Im really tryna help that one kid who feel out of place
Sometimes I feel I jump on earth from an outer spaceship
I been waiting so long I can taste it. Guess God tryna give me patience
Teach yourself how to attract and not how to chase
Life catching up slow but im still at a pace
Them other niggas living fast they almost outta brakes
Life really be a movie til you out of takes
If you want a big reward you gotta raise the stakes
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English

Im just waiting on my chance
I hope God can hear me asking for them bands
But it aint really bout the money its about the plans
Im really tryna help my family tryna help my friends
When I get that money imma do my rich dance
After that nigga im might hit the Shmoney one
Im tryna shoot 20 racks out a money gun
Shoot over to my dad house and give him a honey bun
Im looking at my mom house I might handle that
Pay the mortgage off and build another one from scratch
My baby momma hold it down so you know im giving her some racks
We came a long way from $180 sacks
Im just waiting on my time
Waiting on my spotlight so I can shine
Im waiting on my skateboard im finna go and grind
It seem like when I see the light inside the tunnel it get to pouring down
Why when im in the fast lane y'all get to slowing down?
Why when im in a bad place it aint no one around?
Why niggas get the most hate from they own town?
Why niggas get the most love when they in the ground?
Im just waiting on my chance
I hope God can hear me asking for them bands
But it aint really bout the money its about the plans
Im really tryna help my family tryna help my friends
Im really tryna help that one kid who feel out of place
Sometimes I feel I jump on earth from an outer spaceship
I been waiting so long I can taste it. Guess God tryna give me patience
Teach yourself how to attract and not how to chase
Life catching up slow but im still at a pace
Them other niggas living fast they almost outta brakes
Life really be a movie til you out of takes
If you want a big reward you gotta raise the stakes
[ Correct these Lyrics ]
Writer: Gabriel Morris
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid


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