J. Jones - Chances

What’s the chance that you make it big
What’s that chance that you do a bid
What’s the chance of you being a better father than yours was to ya kid
What’s a chance if you ain’t got nothing to give
What’s the chance that you make it big
What’s that chance that you do a bid
What’s the chance of you being a better father than yours was to ya kid
What’s a chance if you ain’t got nothing to give
I got goals that I have dreams about
Some realistic some chasing after clout
Some right within my reach
Some running out
I’m living life with all intention
Still ain’t figured out
The road best traveled or suited for my situation it seems
The only clue that I going is that promise of peace
Or the fact that I got talent
It’s a blessing to me
Gotta let my shine to be a blessing to these
Young souls
I wanna let you know I feel you my niggaz
Buts it’s better way to get out than by pulling them triggers
I know it’s hard to see the truth but I’m a witness my nigga
Just look at life outside the frame no matter who paint picture
They building pipelines that funnel brothers straight to the prison
Give us guns and sit back and watch a spike in the killing
Restrict our access and then built us projects for living
Gave us drugs and now they wonder why our Father’s are missing
What’s the chance that you make it big
What’s that chance that you do a bid
What’s the chance of you being a better father than yours was to ya kid
What’s a chance if you ain’t got nothing to give
What’s the chance that you make it big
What’s that chance that you do a bid
What’s the chance of you being a better father than yours was to ya kid
What’s a chance if you ain’t got nothing to give
I had role models that never knew
I picked up habits that would hunt me some still do
My drug of choice wasn’t the pills but it’s kill too
I keep it a bill so you know somebody feel you
I seen a sister struggling to keep a roof on head
Three kids two jobs and they daddy was dead
It was a task to keep em clothed she fed em rice with some bread
The type of shit I can’t get out of my head
A young brother caught some fed charges
Possessing Selling narcotics
I got the chance sit talk about it
I had a badge he had on cuffs nun was awkward bout it
Never imagined that he would ever change my heart about it
He said would what would you do if you was in my position
Gotta look out for Baby sister moms OD’d in the kitchen
I don’t want it to be like this it’s just the cards I was given
But If you lock me up my family finished
Damn
What’s the chance that you make it big
What’s that chance that you do a bid
What’s the chance of you being a better father than yours was to ya kid
What’s a chance if you ain’t got nothing to give
What’s the chance that you make it big
What’s that chance that you do a bid
What’s the chance of you being a better father than yours was to ya kid
What’s a chance if you ain’t got nothing to give

Written by:
Joshua Jones

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