[Instrumental Refrain]

If you can be real for two seconds

Or maybe a minute (oh yeah)

Do it

If you can be real for two seconds

Or maybe a minute

Do it, don't be shy

If you can be real for two seconds

[Verse]

First order of business, I gotta fly out my people

Way too many fakes in my face, I can see the evils

Drug addictions, bad bitches

They gotta be chose, see the peacoat

Black slacks, it's R.I.P. clothes, see amigos

Laid back, I cock the nino, game time, gang time

No time to reload, handle mine, take mine

I've gotta deebo, can't waste a minute

Rap Yeats, I master business, but still a menace

Peep my mojo I got together, I'm in my bag

Too many looks, they pocket watchin', gotta hit the gas

Look back, I see the clouds, these niggas doubt

They say a nigga'd never make it, now look at me now

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Hood times, I never cared, I pull up there

Outside your club, I'm at your club

[Chorus]

Gave myself too many chances

Gave myself too many chances

Alcohol and all these dancers

Gave myself too many

Gave myself too many chances

Gave myself too many chances

Alcohol and all these dancers

Gave myself too many

Gave myself too many chances

Gave myself too many chances

Alcohol and all these dancers

Gave myself too many

Gave myself too many chances

Gave myself too many chances

Alcohol and all these dancers