Trae - Against All Odds lyrics

One love... one love... one thug One nation... twenty-one gun salute [Chorus] I'm hopin my true mothaf**az know This be the realest sh** I ever wrote Against all odds, up in the studio, gettin blowed To the truest sh** I ever spoke 21 gun salute, dressed in fatigue, black jeans and boots Disappeared in the crap, all you seen was troops This little n***a named Nas thinks he live like me Talkin bout how he left the hospital took five like me You living fanatasies, n***a I reject your deposit We shook Dre punk a**, now we out of the closet Mobb Deep wonder why n***a blowed them out Next time grown folks talk, n***a close your mouths Peep me, I take this war sh** deeply I see too many real playas fall to let these b**h n***az to beat me Puffy, lets be honest you a punk Or you gonna see me with gloves Remember that sh** you said in vibe about me being a Thug You can tell the people you roll with whatever you want But, you and I know what's going on Pay back I knew you b**h n***az from way back Witness me strapped with macs knew I wouldn't play that All you old rappers trying to advance It's all over now, take it like a man n***as looking like, Larry Holmes flabby and sh** Trying to playa hate on my sh**, you eat a fat dick Let it be known this is how you made me Love it how I got you n***az goin crazy, against all odds [Chorus x2] I heard he was light skined, stocky with a haitian accent Jewelry, fast cars and he's known for flashing (what's his name) Listen while I take you back and lace this rap A real live tale, about a snitch named Haitian Jack Knew he was working for the feds, same crime different trail n***as picture what he said, and did I mention Promised a payback, Jimmy Henchmen, in due time I knew you b**h n***az was listening, The World is Mine Set me up, wet me up, n***az stuck me up Heard the guns bust, but you tricks never shut me up Touch one of mine on everything I own I'll destroy everything you touch, play the game n***a All out warfare, Eye For An Eye Last words to a b**h n***a, why you lie? Now you gotta watch your back n***a, watch your front Here we come gunshots to deck, now you stuck f** the rap game n***a, n***a This M.O.B So believe me, we enemies, I go, against all odds [Chorus x2] Puffy gettin robbed like a b**h, to hide that fact He did some sh** he shouldn't have did So we ride em for that And that n***a that was down for me Restin dead, switch sides Guess his new friends want him dead Probably be murdered for the sh** that I said I bring the real, be a legend or even the dead Lord listen to me God don't like ugly It Was Written Hey Nas your whole damn style is weak You heard my melody, read about my life in the papers All my run-in with authorities, felonious capers Now you want to live my life, so what's the deal n***az that don't ride right You've seen too many movies Load 'em up against the wall, close his eyes Since you lie, you die, goodbye Let the real life n***az hear the truth from me What would you do if you was me (n***a), against all odds [Chorus x2] Against all odds