Lil Tjay - Beat the Odds Pt 2 (Polo G)

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

Uh, more beef, so we got more choppers
Clean sweep, we hit 'em so proper
Knee-deep, been on that road, mama
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 likе I'm a Globetrotter
He ain't nеver 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 turned to somethin' I'd 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 spaz on, uh