2016 I sat n watched father die
2017 I watched my momma lose her job
2018 was lost but I found my mind
Took all that shit
So naturally I feel like
2019 is mine
Optimistic
But Pessimistic
At the same time
Occasionally toting
Medical grade
Just to clear my mind
Stressed out
This 9-5 shit it ain't for I
But it's got bills to pay
So I chase destiny from 5-9
They said the dream is free
But the grind is sold separate
Cus Anything worth having Always requires effort
All these obstacles in life that I'm steady catching
I just show n prove
Do what I gotta do
Without regretting
Cus too much talking
Never been my type of hype
I'm Always in full force
The kid don't play
Sho ya right
Young old Soul
N I can't even tell you what the future holds
But count on me like death and taxes
I can't never ever fold
(Uhm)
Among my peers
They call me analytical
N critical
Cus I think outside the box
I been conditioned to
Make all the moves that these mothafucas wouldn't do
N Talk about the shit
These Niggas scared to say they goin through
Just tell me what you posed to do
When the odds stacked against you
N they expect you to lose
What you goin do?
Just tell me what you posed to do
When the odds stacked against you
N they expect you to lose
What you goin do?
Is you goin win
Is you goin just refuse to lose
Or just succumb to pressure
N do what they expect you to huh
Is you goin win or you goin lose
N succumb to the pressure
N do what they expect you to
What you goin do?
Tole nitty that he blessed
I hope he see it
Cus to mina
He everything that he wish his pops was being
Rather see him doing that
Than me having to scream free him
That's my brotha
N the type of influences that I be needing
Against the grain
Young
Black
And raising his f*cking daughter
Different than the stereotypes they done f*cking showed us
It's crazy
We get the shortest month
They tell us bout how the brought us
I just cant acknowledge old savages as my founding fathers
But I digress
Maybe I'm Too woke
Maybe not woke enough
Code switching at work
The only brother hold it down us
But pardon
Cus I know it's some of y'all don't wanna hear this conscious Shit
Just know I make music for mothaf*ckas wit some common sense
Just vibe wit it
Throw the tape on
Just ride n shit
N take in the message that a nigga tryna provide with it
I'm different
Im cool if I never make mill
F*ck entertaining im giving em something thats really real
Malc - Odds Lyrics
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2016 I sat n watched father die
2017 I watched my momma lose her job
2018 was lost but I found my mind
Took all that shit
So naturally I feel like
2019 is mine
Optimistic
But Pessimistic
At the same time
Occasionally toting
Medical grade
Just to clear my mind
Stressed out
This 9-5 shit it ain't for I
But it's got bills to pay
So I chase destiny from 5-9
They said the dream is free
But the grind is sold separate
Cus Anything worth having Always requires effort
All these obstacles in life that I'm steady catching
I just show n prove
Do what I gotta do
Without regretting
Cus too much talking
Never been my type of hype
I'm Always in full force
The kid don't play
Sho ya right
Young old Soul
N I can't even tell you what the future holds
But count on me like death and taxes
I can't never ever fold
(Uhm)
Among my peers
They call me analytical
N critical
Cus I think outside the box
I been conditioned to
Make all the moves that these mothafucas wouldn't do
N Talk about the shit
These Niggas scared to say they goin through
Just tell me what you posed to do
When the odds stacked against you
N they expect you to lose
What you goin do?
Just tell me what you posed to do
When the odds stacked against you
N they expect you to lose
What you goin do?
Is you goin win
Is you goin just refuse to lose
Or just succumb to pressure
N do what they expect you to huh
Is you goin win or you goin lose
N succumb to the pressure
N do what they expect you to
What you goin do?
Tole nitty that he blessed
I hope he see it
Cus to mina
He everything that he wish his pops was being
Rather see him doing that
Than me having to scream free him
That's my brotha
N the type of influences that I be needing
Against the grain
Young
Black
And raising his f*cking daughter
Different than the stereotypes they done f*cking showed us
It's crazy
We get the shortest month
They tell us bout how the brought us
I just cant acknowledge old savages as my founding fathers
But I digress
Maybe I'm Too woke
Maybe not woke enough
Code switching at work
The only brother hold it down us
But pardon
Cus I know it's some of y'all don't wanna hear this conscious Shit
Just know I make music for mothaf*ckas wit some common sense
Just vibe wit it
Throw the tape on
Just ride n shit
N take in the message that a nigga tryna provide with it
I'm different
Im cool if I never make mill
F*ck entertaining im giving em something thats really real
2017 I watched my momma lose her job
2018 was lost but I found my mind
Took all that shit
So naturally I feel like
2019 is mine
Optimistic
But Pessimistic
At the same time
Occasionally toting
Medical grade
Just to clear my mind
Stressed out
This 9-5 shit it ain't for I
But it's got bills to pay
So I chase destiny from 5-9
They said the dream is free
But the grind is sold separate
Cus Anything worth having Always requires effort
All these obstacles in life that I'm steady catching
I just show n prove
Do what I gotta do
Without regretting
Cus too much talking
Never been my type of hype
I'm Always in full force
The kid don't play
Sho ya right
Young old Soul
N I can't even tell you what the future holds
But count on me like death and taxes
I can't never ever fold
(Uhm)
Among my peers
They call me analytical
N critical
Cus I think outside the box
I been conditioned to
Make all the moves that these mothafucas wouldn't do
N Talk about the shit
These Niggas scared to say they goin through
Just tell me what you posed to do
When the odds stacked against you
N they expect you to lose
What you goin do?
Just tell me what you posed to do
When the odds stacked against you
N they expect you to lose
What you goin do?
Is you goin win
Is you goin just refuse to lose
Or just succumb to pressure
N do what they expect you to huh
Is you goin win or you goin lose
N succumb to the pressure
N do what they expect you to
What you goin do?
Tole nitty that he blessed
I hope he see it
Cus to mina
He everything that he wish his pops was being
Rather see him doing that
Than me having to scream free him
That's my brotha
N the type of influences that I be needing
Against the grain
Young
Black
And raising his f*cking daughter
Different than the stereotypes they done f*cking showed us
It's crazy
We get the shortest month
They tell us bout how the brought us
I just cant acknowledge old savages as my founding fathers
But I digress
Maybe I'm Too woke
Maybe not woke enough
Code switching at work
The only brother hold it down us
But pardon
Cus I know it's some of y'all don't wanna hear this conscious Shit
Just know I make music for mothaf*ckas wit some common sense
Just vibe wit it
Throw the tape on
Just ride n shit
N take in the message that a nigga tryna provide with it
I'm different
Im cool if I never make mill
F*ck entertaining im giving em something thats really real
Writer: Malcolm Robinson
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