Against All Odds

Yeah, I can’t let no nigga get me, yeah
So I keep that stick with me, yeah
Mike made the 808's
For real nigga
You can never catch me slippin'
At all times I keep it with me, look
I’m livin' cautious like somebody out to get me
I pray that all odds be against me, all odds be against me
No I can’t let no nigga zip me
If you play bitch, you gon' get put six feet, yeah
Fuckin' right, you know I gotta keep it with me, yeh
You know I gotta keep it with me
I can’t let no nigga kill me, no
No I can’t let no nigga kill me
I stay strapped, you gotta feel me
Twenty-four seven, catch me posted with a stick
I refuse to let 'em do me like they did AZ and Mitch
Gotta watch all my surroundings when I’m out there hittin' licks
'Cause I know how shit can happen, catch you lackin', leave you split
Feelin' like fuck it, gotta get you 'fore you get me
Forty Glock by the steps and on my lap that’s where the stick be
Some niggas came to wet the block up, but from the next street
Lil Chapo started sending shots back, they hit up J knee
What’s so crazy, bet it never happen again, that’s on my mama
This murder shit ain’t gon' end 'til all them bitches put under
Now I heard rumors in the wind, they talkin' like they did somethin'
But soon as we meet again it’s over with, I bet I slump 'em
They just told me, look Mark, you livin' fast, you need to slow down
Better learn from your past 'cause you never know when to go down
I tried to just get the bag but niggas thinkin' I’m a ho now
Can’t wait to catch his ass and just bust him up with the four pound
I’m livin' cautious like somebody out to get me
I pray that all odds be against me, all odds be against me
No I can’t let no nigga zip me
If you play bitch, you gon' get put six feet, yeah
Fuckin' right, you know I gotta keep it with me, yeh
You know I gotta keep it with me
I can’t let no nigga kill me, no
No I can’t let no nigga kill me
I stay strapped, you gotta feel me