Kasai 4k - Against All Odds (feat. Kota GT)

This is the city of rappers and trappers and scammers
And murderers everywhere too
Gotta keep me a pole when I walk out the house
I can't let none these niggas take me for a fool
I'm tryna go get it want all the money and riches
I want all the diamonds I want all the jewels
Ain't no king of the city cause everyone dying
Well shit gotta watch who I stay talking to
They tryna backdoor a nigga up the score on niggas
Why these pussy niggas gotta fold
If you tryna hoe a nigga why you roll with niggas
What the fuck you got goin on
They told me to go and get em I was on a misson
I aim for the moon and I shoot for the stars
Put on for my city it's Trapinese with me
Don't care who the hottest nigga in the town
Shoutout to the guys that be ready to drill and
Shoutout to the ones trying to make me a mill
Remember the days I was struggling tryna get a meal
Now I'm making them plays on the field
Shoutout to the ones who supported the ones who departed
Why you tryna make me a deal
Some people was hating, blow up in they faces
Now you tryna dm me about a song
They put all the odds against me, oh really
Gotta roll with a sitchy, like
It get busy, no kizzy
And we ready to drop em like
In the city, get litty
And we just tryna make it like
And the youngins, on a mission
Gotta handle they business like
It get risky, get griddy
And they put em against me like
They put all the odds against me, oh really
Gotta roll with a sitchy, like
It get busy, no kizzy
And we ready to drop em like
In the city, get litty
And we just tryna make it like
And the youngins, on a mission
Gotta handle they business like
I'm over it all though, I ride an apollo
We hit 'em with hollows, we hit 'em with hollows
Holding a glock homie got an extendo
Cappin yo family friends in a benzo
Runnin his ass over in my benzo
Hollows leave on the ground and he shivers
Leaving his body and soul in the matrix
Send em on down to the muhfuckin station
I heard he got family he got relations
Leave his ass shiverin shake on the pavement
Holding a glock homie got an extendo
Cappin your family friends in a benzo
Runnin his ass over in my benzo
Hollows leave on the ground and he shivers
Leaving his body and soul in the matrix
Send em on down to the muhfuckin station
I heard he got family he got relations
Leave his ass shiverin shake on the pavement
Savin his body for sacrifice huh
Rockin my jewelry I got the ice huh
Did a little country I'm in the sky huh
Gatti inside my garage tonight huh
Walkin up and down the road huh
Got a body on the stove huh
Leaving bodies in the road huh
Leaving bodies in the road huh
I'm over it all though
I ride an apollo
We hit 'em with hollows
We hit 'em with hollows (Bam)
They put all the odds against me, oh really
Gotta roll with a sitchy, like
It get busy, no kizzy
And we ready to drop em like
In the city, get litty
And we just tryna make it like
And the youngins, on a mission
Gotta handle they business like
It get risky, get griddy
And they put em against me like
They put all the odds against me, oh really
Gotta roll with a sitchy, like
It get busy, no kizzy
And we ready to drop em like
In the city, get litty
And we just tryna make it like
And the youngins, on a mission
Gotta handle they business like

Written by:
Kasai 4K, Kota GT

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