Beat The Odds (Win)

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I wasn't posed to win
But I guess I beat the odds
Last year I was down bad on my dick I aint have no ride
Guess that's the grace of God
Got a lot been on my mind
Wish that I could heal this pain I feel deep down inside
Cause when I flex up on these niggas and these bitches
I can't go out sad
I can't trust these women she dont love me
She just want my bag
Make sure that I'm laughing and I'm smiling
Even though I'm sad
Headache from the thoughts that I'm thinking
I think I'm going mad

Please get the f*ck out the way cant you see 
I be movin and groovin whenever i come through
Shorty got ass
And she got a man but she askin what i wanna do
Call me a note cause i pass
Like shorty you messy you gettin attached i dont want you
Give me the cash
Pink fifties blue hundreds im thumbin whenever i want to
I cant take it no more
She to basic oh oh oh
To real fo them critics and they know
New money in my pocket i cant ever go broke
Im that same young nigga from middle school
I got a lil bigger and i done got some views
Shorty like the way i clap with this tool
And these niggas they be fakin they be lookin like fools

I wasnt posed to win
But i guess i beat the odds
Last year i was down bad on my dick i aint have no ride
Guess thats the grace of God
Got a lot been on my mind
Wish that i could heal this pain i feel deep down inside
Cause when i flex up on these niggas and these bitches
I cant go out sad
I cant trust these women she dont love me
She just want my bag
Make sure that im laughin and im smilin
Even though im sad
Headache from the thoughts that im thinkin
I think im going mad

Now when i slide up in this lamb truck
They gone know my bands up
Walking through the mall old ladies tell me pull my pants up
Should have never ran up
She aint using hands bruh
Dont think that this shit sweet this glock a make you pick your mans up
Grab that semi and you load that choppa when you know its up
Niggas they be bitches and these bitches they be fake as f*ck
Used to crush up on this bitch and she aint want to say nothin
Now she tuggin on my pants and all up in my face for what
F*ck what they say when they say they love you they fakin
I been ballin hard you in the stands so why you hatin
I cant even hear you im on the phone with some paper
Pink fifties blue hundreds im thumbin no i aint playin

I wasnt posed to win
But i guess i beat the odds
Last year i was down bad on my dick i aint have no ride
Guess thats the grace of God
Got a lot been on my mind
Wish that i could heal this pain i feel deep down inside
Cause when i flex up on these niggas and these bitches
I cant go out sad
I cant trust these women she dont love me
She just want my bag
Make sure that im laughing and im smilin
Even though im sad
Headache from the thoughts that im thinkin
I think im going mad

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