Beat The Odds

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Some people grind harder but me, I've learned to grind smarter
I be locked up in a booth and no coming out til the morning
This is a loud beat
I manage, to beat them odds, even tho that the block callin'

R.I.P Leek
R.I.P Leek
I know he watching us
Some people grind harder but me, I've learned to grind smarter

I be locked up in a booth and ain't no coming out til the morning
I managed to beat them odds, Lord know that the block was calling
Always claim they love, you never pick up the phone and call ya
You only beneficial when they need you in a hurry

Shoe was on the other foot, now she start looking blurry
I'm far away from sin, I'm far away from pain and worry
You say it, but you don't really love me, you just think real highly of me
You ever lost someone, now you think your time is coming

Your heart start to racing, a hundred miles and running
Death right around the corner, better keep you a glock or something
Slumped him for acting tough, even though he know he wasn't
Deep down inside I'm feeling crazy, how I lost my cousin

She crazy before he pass, couldn't tell him I love him
I know you watching over now, that's the end of discussion
I beat them odds, but losing someone that close be disgusting
I can feel it, I can feel it, hope you feel me

Ain't no feelings, I beat them odds, hope they hear me
I'm a star, see that clearly
When death knocking at your door, shit get scary
I can feel it, I can feel it, hope you feel me

Ain't no feelings, I beat them odds, hope they hear me
I'm a star, see that clearly
When death knocking at your door, shit get scary
I beat them odds, I swear to God, that clock be ticking

My next watch should be a Audemar
And when I look up to my ceiling, all I see is stars
I managed to beat them odds, now all they see is us
Not too much you can tell me, I never seen before

But I ain't going front like I seen it all
But we the flyest
Rocking shit you don't even see in stores
Makes them bitches fein even more

I just take them backstage right after my show
Real quick, hit it and go
You won't see me anymore
Got any complaints, any problems, you leave them at the door

All on my balls, trying to score like Kobe fourth quarter
Holding they tongue, love the gossip, but they can't hold water
Talk about me all you want, don't talk about my daughters
Don't talk about my son, that shit'll get you slaughtered

I beat them odds but don't make me flash back go retarted
I can feel it, I can feel it, hope you feel me
Ain't no feelings, I beat them odds, hope they hear me
I'm a star, see that clearly

When death knocking at your door, shit gets scary
I can feel it, I can feel it, hope you feel me
Ain't no feelings, I beat them odds, hope they hear me
I'm a star, see that clearly

When death knocking at your door, shit gets scary

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