Against The Odds

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I'm goin' against the odds, my whole life been the underdog
They try to put defenses up, too late, cause jay break down the wall
You could put a hand in front of my face, don't matter, I'll shoot and make it bitch
I'll  have them youngins creep down on your block, they ready to stank a bitch

Smooth nigga, bitch, I'm chasin' butta, when my cup be muddy I need it double
That's  my brother, locked in with each other like we got the same mother
Stackin' chips and chasin' cheese, bitch, I love ruffles
I pour my heart into this mic, I'm choosin' not to love her

How im feelin' it been a minute, like I got a chance in winnin
Like I got a chance to make' it
I mind my business
I already got too much on my own damn plate
I been tryna find a way to cope my damn pain

Hard to trust you, bitch, in the end I feel like you gon' damn change
And for what ,  Niggas talkin', line em up
Why this bitch be trippin', she always tryna make a fuss
Nigga speak on Tayta, must don't  know that'll get em touched

Nigga play, treat him like some dope, and roll him in a blunt
Like some runtz, and that Glock came with a punch
That's a box on the back, it's gon' make them bitches thump
He can't sleep at night, he always tryna find some shit to slump

Gon' be a bloody scene when you see that boy start walkin' to the trunk
Cause in the back, he got the pump
ARP under the seat, on the drac, he put a drum
And it's gon' slap just like the beat

Niggas think they catchin' up, it's a long road, this shit get steep
I'm havin' problems with my family, I always been the black sheep
Boy this shit get deep, I can't see defeat
I wear my heart up on my sleeve, I guess my pain not hard to see

That shit had took a part of me away
No, I can't get it back
You can't play me like no bitch, boy, can't let you live with that
Spinnin once, we spinnin back

And again, I can't take no L's, I'm comin' out with the win
Thats my twin, can't you tell by the way he the work in with the gen
Niggas pussy, I see that shit all through my lens
I'm like, why the f*ck you talkin' to them

Cause that shit there don't make no sense
Won't let me in, I jump the fence
See window, I'm breakin' in
Now my spot secure

Watch how I take off, I'm a blur
I be sick as f*ck on all these beats
I don't think they'll never find a cure
So where my cup, I need it here

F*ck it, I see she don't want my heart
She just want me to hit her front the rear
Hit her front the rear
Yeah, yeah

This shit like a little freestyle or whatever
Nigga just play the beat, run that shit
This J on this motherfucker, bitch

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