Beat the Odds
by Lil Tjay
Lyrics : Lil Tjay/Kavi Morgan/Brooderick Blanc/Keegan Bach Music : Lil Tjay/Kavi Morgan/Brooderick Blanc/Keegan Bach 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 frown Far in 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 Gotta squeeze first, I can't lose the millies I found Bussin' off the stoinky, wishin' I was off a bean No stock, 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, **** it, I took seven shots, no shame Back to wall, I'm still gon' blow you down, I ain't no stain Flown away, I don't give a **** about no ceilin', 'cause we catch a opp and send him to the sky It be like 'Tjay why do you move around with all them ****ing guns?' I just tell them "That's 'cause I don't wanna die" And trust me I don't lie, can't **** up, I'm a star right now If I'm not quick to blow, I would be in the stars right now 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 frown Far in 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 Gotta squeeze first, I can't lose the millies I found 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 **** I'm livin'? All these niggas wanna fry me One day they stop overlookin', Margaret, that's Wallahi Millies in my bank account, but still ain't no jolly These niggas back and forth, try and pop up like an ollie You heard they killed who? Drugs talkin', sound like molly Can someone tell the flaws? Get off of my D Never had no doubt if I'm gon' make it or no prolly 'Cause I ain't dummy, right, you eat or 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 frown Far in 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 Gotta squeeze first, I can't lose the millies I found No, I can't lose the millys I found
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