No Second Chances - Intellectual

[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

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