Beat the Odds

Ain’t gotta say too much on this

Momma working all day, I’mma pray to God
If I don’t make it in the world
Please protect my mom
The pressure on a teenage man
I can understand
I just turned twenty myself
The world be a cold place
Yeah, life is real
But ain’t nobody see a life you feel
When I write I feel some kind
Of way that relates to real
So I understand how you feel
I’m a loner too
I’m online just to watch the news
And when I upload, I appreciate the views
Cause you don't gotta watch me
You don’t gotta like me
So if you ride with me, shit
I’m riding for life"
I never had nobody that cared
Except a few close people
Everybody was scared
Because I didn't know myself
That particular time
That's why I’m always writing rhymes
And speaking my mind

I work every day, it's a common goal
To keep my head right and buy my moms a home
The hustle don’t stop, the hustle don’t stop
I work every day, it's a common goal
To keep my head right and buy my moms a home!
The hustle don’t stop, the hustle don’t stop

I failed so many times
I ain't learn the lesson
Hope I’m not an example
Hope you really see my message
I do this for my fam
And everybody that respect it
But time fly fast and I’m feeling resentment
I don’t think I'm at my
Best I’m moving sixty percent
The 5% tint, the other thirty five in the pen
My right hand made it if I’m thinking I win
But where I grew up
Either you sink or you swim
So it’s crabs in the bucket
Know you heard that phrase
But everybody got a chance to shower
Then praise so I’m tryin' to change the
Old way of thinkin, peep it
Wrote a book 19, I hope that Jesus reads it
A lot of people thought I’m
Dumb like an underachievement
Cause my grades wasn’t good
And I was smoking that reefer
But my mom said son, if you keep believing
You can be anything, just keep on breathing!
And I try to stay clean, but drugs is pain
This is something in my brain
Since a early age and I'll never fall off
But this is word to god
Ain't nothin' promised in this life
Imma beat the odds
My momma struggle everyday just
To keep her job
And don't nobody understand what
I go through daily
So if I'm lookin' kinda down
Just salute the god and root for me, cuz to
Really tell the truth, it's hard
I'm writin' rhymes every day
It's a gift from god
And if you listen to this rap
This is from my heart
Lil B for Lil Boss, I'mma beat the odds
And I'mma do the right thing
Be the based-est god
I'mma beat the odds, Lil B