Chances Make Champions Lil Jairmy (Ft. Lil Baby)

[Intro: Lil Jairmy]
(DJ Swift on the track)
Uh, chances makes champions
Chances makes champions (I get them rubber bands, then I break 'em)
Yeah, chances makes champions (I get them rubber bands, then I break 'em, I get them rubber bands, then I break 'em)
Yeah (Ooh)

[Chorus: Lil Jairmy]
I get them rubber bands, then I break 'em
Real shooter, know not to play with them guns
I just keep constantly takin' these drugs
Couldn't beat the case, so I went on the run
Chances make champions, so I gotta take 'em
When I was broke, they weren't showin' me love
Back then, they ain't know I'm the one
Now these bitches treat the kid like a don (Oh)
Every day, I wake up, I'm chasin' that paper, robbin', killin' niggas, sellin' these drugs
Dirty soda, baby, I drink on mud
Did this for the killers and trappers and thugs (Ooh)
Real VS, we ain't doin' no fakin' (No), bitches takin' pictures, askin' for hugs
Wherever I go, know I'm bringin' my gun
I ain't gotta pay 'em, they'll kill you off love

[Post-Chorus: Lil Jairmy]
(Chances makes champions)
I get them rubber bands, then I break 'em (Ooh, ooh, ooh)
(Chances makes champions)
I get them rubber bands, then I break 'em (Ooh)
Chances makes champions, so I gotta take 'em (Ooh, ooh, ooh)
(Chances makes champions)
I get them rubber bands, then I break 'em
I get them rubber bands, then I break 'em
(Chances makes champions)
I get them rubber bands, then I break 'em
Chances makes champions, so I gotta take 'em (Yeah, yeah, yeah)