Plenty times I had the odds against me
Plenty time I had to lie an get to me
Plenty times I had to show em my face
Plenty doors I had em closed in my face
Pray to the father yeah I hope I decipher it
Everyday I gotta go cause it's life or death
I only care bout love an no fightin it
Every days another step an I'm hiking it
Hyping it up
Yeah you be hyping it up
I just been fighting this off
I see demons in the dark
They wanna rip me apart
They wanna lead me astray
Not no way and not today
You ain't ever faced ya fears
You ain't ever take chance
You ain't ever seen a glance
Of What it take or what It do
Don't be blinded by the cooch
Get ya money getcha food
Getcha bullets getcha tool
Then just light a little doob
I ain't never been a stooge
I was always singing blues
I was always feelin hurt
I was raised up from the dirt
I was always sayin I was always cause I always in the mix
Plenty times I had the odds against me
Plenty time I had to lie an get to me
Plenty times I had to show em my face
Plenty doors I had em closed in my face
Pray to the father yeah I hope I decipher it
Everyday I gotta go cause it's life or death
I only care bout love an no fightin it
Every days another step an I'm hiking it
Hyping it up
Yeah you be hyping it up
Hyping it up yeah
Yeah you be hyping it up
Aye piping it up yeah
Yeah i be piping it up
And yeah i be piping it up
Aye yeah i be piping it up