Trying 2 Beat Da Odds

Lyrics

[Intro: Plies] I'm finna give it to your ass gun barrel straight That's just how we rocking over here, bruh Big Gates Records, bruh Gun barrel straight, bih [Interlude: DJ Scream] Shout outs to everybody in the projects Shout outs to everybody in the ghettos See, understand this: It's always a bright light at the end of that struggle, my nigga [Hook: Plies] They say one out of ten blacks, we gonna die behind bars Say if we were born in the ghetto, then we ain't gonna make it far Ain't know avoiding getting killed was gonna ever be this hard To keep it real with you my nigga, I'm just trying to beat the odds I'm just trying to beat the odds I'm just trying to beat the odds They say one out of ten blacks, we gonna die behind bars Say if we were born in the ghetto, then we ain't gonna make it far To keep it real with you my nigga, I'm just trying to beat the odds I'm just trying to beat the odds [Verse 1: Plies] Niggas don't want to see me with shit, the white man don't neither That's why I ride every day, drink my liquor and smoke my reefer The Mexicans the only motherfuckers they put beneath us I guess if you poor and white, the world don't fuck with you neither I get it, I understand--I'm black, so I ain't equal When you from the hood though, that shit run a lil' deeper Ain't one motherfucker in my hood that done never became a doctor Ain't one body in my family who done never became a lawyer My daddy sold dope, that shit hard not to follow My momma did her best, but she had her own problems My brother a two-timin' loser, that's a whole 'nother saga Every nigga in my click, at some point was a robber It's hard to think different, cause shit--I'm from the projects Soon as you make a lil' money, gotta spend it fightin' charges Ain't pussy, I'm a hundred--so I can't live with caution I'm just trying to make sure, my wins outweigh my losses [Hook: Plies] They say one out of ten blacks, we gonna die behind bars Say if we were born in the ghetto, then we ain't gonna make it far Ain't know avoiding getting killed was gonna ever be this hard To keep it real with you my nigga, I'm just trying to beat the odds I'm just trying to beat the odds I'm just trying to beat the odds They say one out of ten blacks, we gonna die behind bars Say if we were born in the ghetto, then we ain't gonna make it far To keep it real with you my nigga, I'm just trying to beat the odds I'm just trying to beat the odds [Verse 2: Plies] It's a thousand niggas that die for every one nigga that make it out My homie can't even read, but do his thang with them pots His momma been dead, his daddy smoke rocks He can't get a job, some might say it's his own fault Sometimes situations,can change what you was taught If my momma and daddy was together, I wonder where I'd be Cause most of the shit I know now, I learned it from the streets Cause being a certain color, it attracts the police And when you live in certain areas, you can never get peace My momma's biggest fear is me dying in these streets But if ain't up in it, how the fuck I'm gonna eat? And it's sad to say, but nobody in my family got a degree A nigga played ball, and dropped out for the streets And got involved in hustling, and got in too deep That shit got over my head, and the nigga couldn't even see The streets ain't the Army, but I wanna be all I can be [Hook: Plies] They say one out of ten blacks, we gonna die behind bars Say if we were born in the ghetto, then we ain't gonna make it far Ain't know avoiding getting killed was gonna ever be this hard To keep it real with you my nigga, I'm just trying to beat the odds I'm just trying to beat the odds I'm just trying to beat the odds They say one out of ten blacks, we gonna die behind bars Say if we were born in the ghetto, then we ain't gonna make it far To keep it real with you my nigga, I'm just trying to beat the odds I'm just trying to beat the odds [Verse 3: Plies] I just got one wish 'fore they drop me in the casket To wake up one morning and see my momma happy I wanna salute God for all the bad shit that happened Cause everything that went wrong, now I understand it He protect me from my enemies, protected me when I was trapping He left me when I was lil', but I still forgive my daddy The world done got rough, everything done got drastic I'm just a black man, that's the color of my fabric If I'm ever gonna make it, the hustle I got to marry The road done been rough, but I refuse to let it try me I done made some mistakes, but shit I ain't embarrassed I gotta beat the odds, cause one day I'm 'a perish [Hook: Plies] They say one out of ten blacks, we gonna die behind bars Say if we were born in the ghetto, then we ain't gonna make it far Ain't know avoiding getting killed was gonna ever be this hard To keep it real with you my nigga, I'm just trying to beat the odds I'm just trying to beat the odds I'm just trying to beat the odds They say one out of ten blacks, we gonna die behind bars Say if we were born in the ghetto, then we ain't gonna make it far To keep it real with you my nigga, I'm just trying to beat the odds I'm just trying to beat the odds