Even The Odds - Big Sean/Metro Boomin.lrc

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[00:00.00] 作词 : Sean Anderson/Leland Wayne/Jeffery Williams
[00:00.19] 作曲 : Sean Anderson/Leland Wayne/Jeffery Williams
[00:00.39]****ing, this ain't no boss it's a boss u
[00:04.10]Bitches, this ain't for sure, this a toss up
[00:07.64]Bitches, this ain't Toyota, this European
[00:11.16]Bitches she ain't no hoe, she my girlfriend
[00:14.24]Bitches, this ain't is no nap, this how I sleep
[00:17.74]Bitches, this ain't no hobby, this how I eat
[00:21.08]Bitches, this ain't lust so it's love
[00:23.86]Bitches, this ain't the connect, this the plug
[00:27.18]Bitches, this ain't beef, this world war
[00:30.90]Bitches, this ain't a show it's a world tour
[00:34.31]Bitches, you don't know me, yeah you knew me
[00:37.68]Bitches, this ain't the problem, this the solution
[00:40.93]Feeling like my chakras aligned
[00:42.78]From now on call me Don
[00:44.29]Rhyming for days, I couldn't eat and it was not Ramadan
[00:47.53]Bitches asking for a cut, they just way out of line
[00:50.99]Thugger
[00:51.74]Hoe, ain't no Ford, this a Maserati
[00:53.98]This is not a movie, baby, this a real dead body
[00:57.31]I'm on a one-way street, 'bout to have a trolley
[01:00.72]I ****ed her one night then I'ma duck up outta
[01:03.89]You do anything for this 'lil bitch you might be a Cosby
[01:07.38]Speaking of Bill Cosby, I spike my drink with molly
[01:10.57]You better not tell nobody, zip it, just zips and addy
[01:13.92]Hit from the back, turn to a car when I'm backing out it
[01:17.00]Hit it with 10, **** it, I'ma go smack his body
[01:20.47]Hit 'em up like
[01:23.57]Did 'em up like
[01:26.78]Hit 'em up like
[01:34.41]Bitches, this ain't a boss this a boss up
[01:37.40]Bitches, this isn't for sure, this a toss up
[01:41.07]Hoe, this ain't Toyota, this European
[01:44.50]Bitches, she ain't a hoe, she's my girlfriend
[01:47.64]Bitches, this ain't time, this is our time
[01:50.81]Bitches, this isn't the plug, this the power line
[01:54.46]Bitches, this ain't Diesel, this Gucci
[01:57.25]It's Gucci
[01:58.44]Bitches, you ain't know me now you know me (yeah)
[02:01.78]Bitches, this ain't Adidas this Puma
[02:04.00]Bitches, that ain't the truth that's a rumor
[02:07.37]Bitches, you ain't my friend you a tumor
[02:10.86]Bitches, that ain't the new one, this newer
[02:13.98]Bitches, this ain't fourth-quarter, it's crunch time
[02:16.83]Now foul lines, just front lines
[02:18.96]Bitches taking bullshit, boy, I just take what's mine
[02:22.27]And I'm still hungry like a bitch was unsigned
[02:25.76]Don't nobody want this shit more than I want mine
[02:28.87]Bitches a free meal, boy, I'd rather go hunt mine
[02:32.20]When you get the ball, boy, you be fumbling
[02:34.39]When you talk that shit be mumbling
[02:36.08]Man, I got my one shot
[02:37.63]****ed around and and-one'd it
[02:39.70]If the dogs ain't there then they one call from it, look
[02:43.12]Run you out your house and now your ass apartment hunting
[02:46.18]From the Michigan cold, and I'm colder than that
[02:49.20]Don't **** with my crazy ass, boy
[02:51.46]Your mama should've told you that
[02:53.26]When we in it, one way out
[02:54.69]This life just like a culdesac
[02:56.31]The hood behind me like a cobra back
[02:58.35]You quote the internet, I quote the facts
[03:00.47]But snake bitches never tell the truth
[03:02.69]You a liar
[03:03.61]If you swear to God one more time on your life you might die
[03:06.68]Real ones, I know you feel me
[03:10.21]Independent women, I know you feel me
[03:13.58]If you self-made me then you feel me
[03:17.04]Text from my girl said "Come feel me up"
[03:20.38]Real dawgs, I know you feel me
[03:23.69]My OG's know they feel me, yeah
[03:27.27]Bad bitches, she want to feel me
[03:30.47]Text from my girl said "Come feel me up"
[03:43.02]If Young Metro don't trust you, I'm gon' shoot you

文本歌词

作词 : Sean Anderson/Leland Wayne/Jeffery Williams
作曲 : Sean Anderson/Leland Wayne/Jeffery Williams
****ing, this ain't no boss it's a boss u
Bitches, this ain't for sure, this a toss up
Bitches, this ain't Toyota, this European
Bitches she ain't no hoe, she my girlfriend
Bitches, this ain't is no nap, this how I sleep
Bitches, this ain't no hobby, this how I eat
Bitches, this ain't lust so it's love
Bitches, this ain't the connect, this the plug
Bitches, this ain't beef, this world war
Bitches, this ain't a show it's a world tour
Bitches, you don't know me, yeah you knew me
Bitches, 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
Bitches asking for a cut, they just way out of line
Thugger
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 ****ed her one night then I'ma duck up outta
You do anything for this 'lil bitch 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, **** it, I'ma go smack his body
Hit 'em up like
Did 'em up like
Hit 'em up like
Bitches, this ain't a boss this a boss up
Bitches, this isn't for sure, this a toss up
Hoe, this ain't Toyota, this European
Bitches, she ain't a hoe, she's my girlfriend
Bitches, this ain't time, this is our time
Bitches, this isn't the plug, this the power line
Bitches, this ain't Diesel, this Gucci
It's Gucci
Bitches, you ain't know me now you know me (yeah)
Bitches, this ain't Adidas this Puma
Bitches, that ain't the truth that's a rumor
Bitches, you ain't my friend you a tumor
Bitches, that ain't the new one, this newer
Bitches, this ain't fourth-quarter, it's crunch time
Now foul lines, just front lines
Bitches taking bullshit, boy, I just take what's mine
And I'm still hungry like a bitch was unsigned
Don't nobody want this shit more than I want mine
Bitches a free meal, boy, I'd rather go hunt mine
When you get the ball, boy, you be fumbling
When you talk that shit be mumbling
Man, I got my one shot
****ed 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 ass apartment hunting
From the Michigan cold, and I'm colder than that
Don't **** with my crazy ass, 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 bitches never tell the truth
You a liar
If you swear to God one more time on your life you might die
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 bitches, she want to feel me
Text from my girl said "Come feel me up"
If Young Metro don't trust you, I'm gon' shoot you