[Chorus]

Fuck the circumstances, ain't no second chances

Niggas doin' way too much, time for some lashing

Playin' the game but they ain't laced too tight

We keepin' it real mayne, we ride the script for life

Fuck the circumstances, ain't no second chances

Niggas doin' way too much, time for some lashing

Playin' the game but they ain't laced too tight

We keepin' it real mayne, we ride the script for life

[Verse 1]

I'm a five hundred thirty five ass nigga

Used to post up on the avenue but now the circle bigga figga rigga

Get a nigga all bent up, outta shape

Face down, belly on the ground, cuffed and on your way

But your boy be regal, soarin' like an eagle over all that bullshit

Niggas be out there barkin', got a lil lip for the police

So the folks be grievin' on your comrades

But you were two steps ahead, tiptoeing out my pass

I had my pad and all the homefronts cleaned up already

Down to the weed season, all the fedi

When they came in rappin', rapin', now they sayin'

Where the weed, gats and the yay and all the money

Damn dummies, but somethin' lookin' funny

They own a nigga so close, mayne it had to be a cuddie

Get my money and doja weed, giddy up out the door

But stay tuned, cause it ain't over though

[Chorus]

Fuck the circumstances, ain't no second chances

Niggas doin' way too much, time for some lashing

Playin' the game but they ain't laced too tight

We keepin' it real mayne, we ride the script for life

Fuck the circumstances, ain't no second chances

Niggas doin' way too much, time for some lashing

Playin' the game but they ain't laced too tight

We keepin' it real mayne, we ride the script for life

[Verse 2]

I'm a really real nigga, all in the game, knee deep

Niggas fuckin up the game from what I know or what I see

Man, I got poppers in the pen, close to ten and doin' decades

Muthafuckaz like Baby Narc, Freaky D and Dante

So I make Cali slip slip through the town

Round muthafuckaz who ain't gon slip a lip and take it down, foul

Niggas get faultier, ain't season the saltier

Niggas'll get two scoops of game and run and tell an officer

But all of ya niggas ain't built with our foundation

But it's enough, fuck, to crumble up real nation

Playa hatin to the fullest, check them niggas with gats and bullets

I'm leavin' them leaked up

Towed back decent, just for reason

That nigga can't fuck with a nigga like that

You'll get bucked with a nigga like that on your team

Chasin' after green, wanna be funk, that nigga might scat fosheez

To the police, have ya wonderin'

Nigga how the fuck you was slumberin', game twist

[Chorus]

Fuck the circumstances, ain't no second chances

Niggas doin' way too much, time for some lashing

Playin' the game but they ain't laced too tight

We keepin' it real mayne, we ride the script for life

Fuck the circumstances, ain't no second chances

Niggas doin' way too much, time for some lashing

Playin' the game but they ain't laced too tight

We keepin' it real mayne, we ride the script for life

[Verse 3]

I've been a nigga real in this game ever since I've been in it

Never been Bennett, deep in the game, stuck on pocket feelin'

Chasin', scrillin', on a paper chase gifted, ready to lace out that gate

And you can't fuck with me but anyway, I erase

Niggas and hoes in full out, mind your place

Cross the game and get slapped across your face with the HK

You know these real niggas round this way don't play in that Bay

Them killas are plottin', breathe on where you stay and parlay

A school of guest guppies and then they skate out the state

Low profile, the while but anyway, ima slang

Everythang from hot dank, cocaine til I rain

Top dog, I'm king of this domain, what you think

These niggas ain't got two scoops of the game, so ima reign

With the real niggas with all the game and bank, make ya faint

With a brain to game to bogart on the lane, check it, dang

Cause I'm gon leave this high playa cane, so parade

Your raggedy blade ass about to wave for the case

Big nigga faced off in all the race, man, okay

Your boy get to it and do it every day, ain't gon stay

That great white shark, nigga he out the Bay

[Chorus]

Fuck the circumstances, ain't no second chances

Niggas doin' way too much, time for some lashing

Playin' the game but they ain't laced too tight

We keepin' it real mayne, we ride the script for life

Fuck the circumstances, ain't no second chances

Niggas doin' way too much, time for some lashing

Playin' the game but they ain't laced too tight

We keepin' it real mayne, we ride the script for life