Beat The Odds Part 2 Song Details:
Beat The Odds Part 2 Song Lyrics
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 Out On 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
Pray I Squeeze First, I Can’t Lose The Millies I Found (KXVI, VI)
Uh, More Beefs, So We Got More Choppers
Clean Sweep, We Hit ‘Em So Proper
Knee Deep, Been On That Road, Momma
And My New Nina’ll Sing Like A Soap Opera
For The Gang That’s How I Bleed, Don’t Need No Doctor
I Can’t See Us Lose, It’s Safe To Say We Got A Cold Roster
Glock Work, I Travel With That Rock Like I’m A Globetrotter
He Ain’t Never Post Up Or Trap To Get His Own Dollars
Can’t Trust A Ho ‘Cause All Them Lies She Told A Whole Lot Of
Now She Turn To Somethin’ I Pass On
Got A Pretty Bitch Down In Philly, She A Bad Jawn
Like, “Slow It Down, I Can’t Fuck You To No Fast Song”
A Trip To Miami, Had The Doctor Put Her Ass On
My Prayers Weren’t Answered Like I’m Talkin’ To The Skies Wrong
This To Hit The Block, I Used To Hate To Be In Class Long
Jim Carrey, I’m A Different Person With That Mask On
You Don’t Wanna Be The One That We Hop Out And Spazz On, Uh
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 Out On 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
Pray I Squeeze First, I Can’t Lose The Millies I Found
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 Ain’t Dr. Seuss But I Keep Two Things
Nina Pop, Never Got Time To Record, But She Sing
They Run Track, I Know I Will Be A Dummy If I Lack
Brodie Never Been Nowhere, But Still He Always Tryna Pack
Can’t Subtract, I’m Rich But Now I’m Tryna Get Richer
Been Flyin’ Private Lately, TSA Been Dyin’ For Pictures
I Do My Own Thing, Ain’t The Biggest Artist Yet, No Shame
Writin’ Bars ‘Til They Sink In, Got Me So Drain
Flow On Wayne, I Don’t Give A Fuck About No Ceiling
Catch A Opp And We Gon’ Send Him To The Sky
They Be Like, “Tjay, Why Do You Move Around With All Them Fuckin’ Guns?”
I Just Tell ‘Em That’s ‘Cause I Don’t Wanna Die
And Trust Me, I Don’t Lie, Can’t Fuck Up, I’m A Star Right Now
If I Wasn’t Quick To Blow, I Would Be In The Stars Right Now
Big Ol’ Chains, I Could Buy Like Seven Cars Right Now
Never Count Me Out, I Won’t Let The Bars Pipe Down
Left A Deuce, Like I’m Tryna Go To Mars Right Now
Really Live This Life, It Ain’t Just No FaçAde I Found
I See A Opp, That’s On Bro, He Better Dodge My Round
My Last Killer Get Like Nicki Minaj In The Gown, I’m So—
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 Out On 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
Pray I Squeeze First, I Can’t Lose The Millies I Found