Beat The Odds Lyrics

[Chorus]
Grateful for the shit I got, 'cause I come from a hard life
Demons on my mental, saw some shit I wanna archive
Feds lookin' out, tryna bring a nigga down
Just thinkin' 'bout the possibility I found
Far down that water, father, don't let me drown
I can hear my grandma sayin', "Don't let me down"
People wanna kill me, always keep my gun 'round
Glock squeeze first, I can't lose the millies I found

[Verse 1]
Bussin' off the stoinky, wishin' I was off a bean, no stalk
I was hungry for that money like a fiend
Too deep in that water, my life ain't have no order
Melodic blue stories, I'm feelin' like Baby Keem
I do my own thing, f*ck it, I took seven shots, no shame
Back to wall, I'm still gon' blow you down, I ain't no stain
Flow on Wayne, I don't give a f*ck about no ceilin'
'Cause we catch a opp and send him to the sky
They be like "Tjay, why do you move around with all them f*ckin' guns?"
I just tell them "That's 'cause I don't wanna die"
And trust me I don't lie, can't f*ck up, I'm a star right now
If I weren't quick to blow, I would be in the stars right now
[Chorus]
Grateful for the shit I got, 'cause I come from a hard life
Demons on my mental, saw some shit I wanna archive
Feds lookin' out, tryna bring a nigga down
Just thinkin' 'bout the possibility I found
Far down that water, father don't let me drown I can hear my grandma sayin', "Don't let me down"
People wanna kill me, always keep my gun 'round
Glock squeeze first, I can't lose the millies I found

[Verse 2]
Shittin' on these niggas be my hobby
I know they mad, wishin' they had finished me entirely
Sasha wit' me, lil' bro say he tryna catch a body
Seen bullets hit an opp, before he died his face said "Why me?"
How the f*ck I'm livin'? All these niggas wanna fry me
One day they stop overlookin' the market, that's wallahi
Millies in my bank account, but still ain't nothin' jolly
These niggas back and forth, tryna pop up like an ollie
You heard they killed who? Drugs talkin', sound like molly
Can someone tell the vlogs, "Get off of my D"?
Never had no doubt if I'm gon' make it or no prolly
'Cause I ain't Dummy, Rah, U.E or Woo Lotti

[Chorus]
Grateful for the shit I got, 'cause I come from a hard life
Demons on my mental, saw some shit I wanna archive
Feds lookin' out, tryna bring a nigga down
Just thinkin' 'bout the possibility I found
Far down that water, father don't let me drown
I can hear my grandma sayin', "Don't let me down"
People wanna kill me, always keep my gun 'round
Glock squeeze first, I can't lose the millies I found
[Outro]
No, I can't lose the millies I found

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