Even The Odds (feat. Young Thug & Gucci Mane)

[Big Sean]

Bitch, this ain't no boss it's a boss up

Bitch, this ain't for sure, this a toss up

Bitch, this ain't Toyota, this European

Bitch she ain't no ho, she my girlfriend

Bitch, this ain't is no nap, this how I sleep

Bitch, this ain't no hobby, this how I eat

Bitch, this ain't lust, so it's love

Bitch, this ain't the connect, this the plug

Bitch, this ain't beef, this is world war

Bitch, this ain't a show, this a world tour

Bitch, you don't know me, man, you know me

Bitch, this ain't the problem, this the solution

Feelin' like my chakras aligned

From now on call me Don

Rhymin' for days, I couldn't eat and it was not Ramadan

Niggas askin' for a cut, they just way out of line

Thugger

[Young Thug & Big Sean]

Ho, this 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 fuck her one night then I'ma duck up out it

You do anything for this lil' bitch you might be a Cosby

Speakin' 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 backin' out it, yeah

Hit him with ten, fuck it, hammer gon' MAC his body

Dum-dum-dum-dum-dum dum-dum-dum

Hit 'em up like

Dum-dum-dum-dum-dum-dum dum-dum

Hit 'em up like

Dum-dum-dum-dum-dum-dum-dum dum-dum

Yeah, I hit 'em up like

Dum-dum-dum-dum dum-dum

[ig Sean]

Bitch, this ain't a boss, this a boss up

Bitch, this isn't for sure, this a toss up

Ho, this ain't Toyota, this European

Bitch, she ain't a ho, she's my girlfriend

[Big Sean & Gucci Mane]

Bitch, this ain't time, this is our time

Bitch, this ain't the plug, this the power line

Bitch this ain't Diesel, this Gucci (it's Gucci)

Bitch, you ain't know me, man you know me (yeah)

Bitch, this ain't Adidas, this Puma

Bitch, that ain't the truth, that's a rumor (yeah)

Bitch, you ain't my friend, you a tumor

Bitch, that ain't the new one, this newer

Bitch, this ain't fourth-quarter, it's crunch times

No foul lines, just front lines

Fuck takin' shit, boy, I just take what's mine

And I'm still hungry like a nigga was unsigned

Don't nobody want this shit more than I want mine

Fuck a free meal, boy, I'd rather go hunt mine

When you get the ball, boy, you be fumblin'

When you talk that shit, be mumblin'

Man, I got my one shot

Fucked 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 huntin'

From that Michigan cold, and I'm colder than that

Don't fuck with my crazy ass, boy

Your mama should've told you that

One way in and one way out

This life just like a cul-de-sac

The hood behind me like a cobra back

You quote the internet, I quote the facts

But snake niggas never tell the truth

You a liar

If you swear to God one more time on your life you might die

[Big Sean]

Real ones, I know you feel me

Independent women, know you feel me

If you self-made, then you feel me

Text from my girl, she said: Come feel me up

Real dawgs, I know you feel me

My OG's, know they feel me, yeah

Bad bitch, she want to feel me

Text from my girl, she said: Come feel me up

[Future]

If Young Metro don't trust you, I'm gon' shoot you