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Lyrics Big Sean & Metro Boomin – Even The Odds


Lyrics Big Sean & Metro Boomin Even The Odds

[Verse 1 – Big Sean]
B—h, this ain’t no boss it’s a boss up
B—h, this ain’t for sure, this a toss up
B—h, this ain’t Toyota, this European
B—h she ain’t no hoe, she my girlfriend
B—h, this ain’t is no nap, this how I sleep
B—h, this ain’t no hobby, this how I eat
B—h, this ain’t l–t so it’s love
B—h, this ain’t the connect, this the plug
B—h, this ain’t beef, this world war
B—h, this ain’t a show it’s a world tour
B—h, you don’t know me, yeah you knew me
B—h, this ain’t the problem, this the solution
Feeling like my chakras aligned
From now on call me Don
Rhyming for days, I couldn’t eat and it was not Ramadan
N—-s asking for a cut, they just way out of line

[Verse 2 – Young Thug & Big Sean]
Hoe, ain’t no Ford, this a Maserati
This is not a movie, baby, this a real dead body
I’m on a one-way street, ’bout to have a trolley
I f–k her one night then I’ma duck up outta
You do anything for this ‘lil b—h you might be a Cosby
Speaking of Bill Cosby, I spike my drink with molly
You better not tell nobody, zip it, just zips and addy
Hit from the back, turn to a car when I’m backing out it
Hit it with 10, f–k it, I’ma go smack his body
Hit ’em up like
Did ’em up like
Hit ’em up like

[Verse 3 – Big Sean & Gucci Mane]
B—h, this ain’t a boss this a boss up
B—h, this isn’t forsure, this a toss up
Hoe, this ain’t Toyota, this European
B—h, she ain’t a hoe, she´s my girlfriend
B—h, this ain’t time, this is our time
B—h, this isn’t the plug, this the power line
B—h this ain’t Diesel, this Gucci
It’s Gucci!
B—h, you ain’t know me now you know me (Yeah!)
B—h, this ain’t Adidas this Puma
B—h, that ain’t the truth that’s a rumor
B—h, you ain’t my friend you a tumor
B—h, that ain’t the new one, this newer
B—h, this ain’t fourth-quarter, it’s crunch time
Now foul lines, just front lines
F–k taking s–t, boy, I just take what’s mine

[Verse 4 – Big Sean]
And I’m still hungry like a n—a was unsigned
Don’t nobody want this s–t more than I want mine
F–k a free meal, boy, I’d rather go hunt mine
When you get the ball, boy, you be fumbling
When you talk that s–t be mumbling
Man, I got my one shot
F—-d around and and-one’d it
If the dogs ain’t there then they one call from it, look
Run you out your house and now your a-s apartment hunting
From the Michigan cold, and I’m colder than that
Don’t f–k with my crazy a-s, boy
Your mama should’ve told you that
When we in it, one way out
This life just like a culdesac
The hood behind me like a cobra back
You quote the internet, I quote the facts
But snake n—-s never tell the truth
You a liar
If you swear to God one more time on your life you might die

[Outro – Big Sean]
Real ones, I know you feel me
Independent women, I know you feel me
If you self-made me then you feel me
Text from my girl said (Come feel me up)
Real dawgs, I know you feel me
My OG’s know they feel me, yeah
Bad b—h, she want to feel me
Text from my girl said (Come feel me up)

[Producer Tag – Future]
If Young Metro don’t trust ya I’m ‘gone shoot ya!



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