Lil B - Beat The Odds lyrics

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, sh**, 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 fifty percent Five percent, ten, 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 d** 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