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I Like These Odds
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JAY KILL & THE HUSTLE STANDARD
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Intro (Hustle) You gotta know what you want to do You gotta dedicate yourself to it You gotta wake up thinking about it Go to work thinking about it Go to bed thinking about it You gotta dream about it Verse 1 (Hustle) I put my life on this - Hand to God Other hand on my chest - I like these odds I don’t play by the rules - No one does I butter both sides of my toast, lil punk, just because PreChorus 1 (Kill) You chase the golden arrow And watch the archer's mark up in the sky Don't think these simple favors Will let you back track straight to simple times Break (Hustle) You gotta know like you know gravity That this is what's gonna happen in your life First, it's a dream - Then you take action And then you dominate Chorus (Kill) Hard up times, hard up money Watch your smile, ain’t a [bad word] thing funny, boy Not a [bad word] thing funny, boy Cut my teeth throwing rocks in the street You might know my name, but you don't know me, boy No you don't know these boys Verse 2 (Hustle) Promise I'll never quit - Never say "die" Never let my heart see better than my eyes Put my feet on the edge - Thousand foot drop That's how it feels when your looking down from the top PreChorus 2 (Kill) Last words don't turn men to Hell-fighting, blood-thirsty demons overnight It takes a generation of Square-jawed hammerheads to change these city lights Break 2 (Hustle) I'm not saying it's easy - You gotta work for this You gotta be persistent - You gotta be dedicated But why shouldn't it be that way... If your life's gonna be better than everyone else's Chorus (Kill) Hard up times, hard up money Watch your smile, ain’t a [bad word] thing funny, boy Not a [bad word] thing funny, boy Cut my teeth throwing rocks in the street You might know my name, but you don't know me, boy No you don't know these boys Rap (Hustle) No more time, no more chips, everybody place your bets Chicken dinner, no regrets Mama said, "he did the best he could" The opposite of what he should be Grab my girl, call the lawyer Uncle Hustle got something for ya No one cares, it's all the same I do this for the love of the game I'm not Drake, [bad word] the fame I keep my money, you can make it rain And we all take risks, that's my crew Nobody tells us what to do, we made this happen Never through, we're gone Chorus (Kill) Hard up times, hard up money Watch your smile, ain’t a [bad word] thing funny, boy Not a [bad word] thing funny, boy Cut my teeth throwing rocks in the street You might know my name, but you don't know me, boy No you don't know these boys Outro (Hustle) I put my life on this - Hand to God Other hand on my chest - I like these odds I like these odds
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