Beat the Odds
I'm not jealous when you showing off the bands
You tryna get the people talking and we both know you filled with lies
The way you drive a different lambo every time you post a snap
Its funny how you never own, you lease and drive, you're compromised
Funny how you get twenty five percent
Making thwenty mill can't afford the rent
Slave to what you signed caught you desperate man
Broke at thirty five you're irrelevant
Listening to talks that's the way it is
Wanna beat the odds gonna get the fist
Everybody fails make em reminisce
Think you're special Mills you ain't getting rich
I don't want you to be me just be yourself
I don't want you to be just like someone else
I don't wanna get the dust while on the shelf
I just wanna see you just like back when you were twelve
This the bridge you wish to cross before the flames
Is this shit the trip you want cause ease and peace don't lead to fame
Did you think the phone will ring this shit ain't free it ain't no game
Man why they here why you fear are you fucking entertained
Are you coming with some more or just the shame
Are you coming with the bars or just the name
Are you gonna fail again man not again
Swear you just don't get it fam
You don't understand
You tryna get the people talking and we both know you filled with lies
The way you drive a different lambo every time you post a snap
Its funny how you never own, you lease and drive, you're compromised
Funny how you get twenty five percent
Making thwenty mill can't afford the rent
Slave to what you signed caught you desperate man
Broke at thirty five you're irrelevant
Listening to talks that's the way it is
Wanna beat the odds gonna get the fist
Everybody fails make em reminisce
Think you're special Mills you ain't getting rich
I don't want you to be me just be yourself
I don't want you to be just like someone else
I don't wanna get the dust while on the shelf
I just wanna see you just like back when you were twelve
This the bridge you wish to cross before the flames
Is this shit the trip you want cause ease and peace don't lead to fame
Did you think the phone will ring this shit ain't free it ain't no game
Man why they here why you fear are you fucking entertained
Are you coming with some more or just the shame
Are you coming with the bars or just the name
Are you gonna fail again man not again
Swear you just don't get it fam
You don't understand
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Writer(s): Carlos De Cos Sanz
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