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• Artiste: Lil Tjay
• Titre: Beat The Odds
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Grateful for the shit I got, 'cause I come from a hard life Demons on my mental, saw some shit I don't wanna archive Feds lookin' out, tryna bring a nigga down Just thinkin' 'bout the possibility I found 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 I squeeze first, I can't lose the millys 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, fuck 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 fuck 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 fuckin' guns?" I just tell them "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'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 don't wanna archive Feds lookin' out, tryna bring a nigga down Just thinkin' 'bout the possibility I found 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 I squeeze first, I can't lose the millys I found Shittin' on these niggas be my hobby I know they mad, wishin' they had finished me entirely [?] with me, lil' bro say he tryna catch a body Seen bullets hit an opp, before he died his face said "Why me?" How the fuck I'm livin'? All these niggas wanna fry me One day they stop overlookin', might be, that's wallahi Millys in my bank account, but still ain't no jolly These niggas back and forth, try and pop a black and 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 [?] Grateful for the shit I got, 'cause I come from a hard life Demons on my mental, saw some shit I don't wanna archive Feds lookin' out, tryna bring a nigga down Just thinkin' 'bout the possibility I found 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 I squeeze first, I can't lose the millys I found No, I can't lose the millys I found