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Big Sean - Even the Odds (feat. Young Thug) [Prod. By Metro Boomin]
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Big Sean
Big Sean
Vocals
Young Thug
Young Thug
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Leland Wayne
Leland Wayne
Songwriter
Earl Taylor
Earl Taylor
Songwriter
Jeffery Williams
Jeffery Williams
Songwriter
Sean Michael Anderson
Sean Michael Anderson
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Metro Boomin
Metro Boomin
Producer
Gregg Rominiecki
Gregg Rominiecki
Recording Engineer
Maximilian Jaeger
Maximilian Jaeger
Recording Engineer
Ethan Stevens
Ethan Stevens
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Bitch this ain't a boss this 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 hoe, she my girlfriend
Bitch this ain't no nap, this is 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, now you know me
Bitch this ain't the problem, this the solution
[Verse 2]
Feeling like my chakra's aligned
From now own call me Don
Rhymin' for days I couldn't eat
And it was not ramadan
**** asking for a cut
They just way out of line (Thugga)
[Verse 3]
Hoe this ain't no Ford, this a Maserati
This 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 dunk her body
You do anything for this, lil' bitch
You might be a Cosby
Speaking of Bill Cosby
I spike my drink with molly
You bet' not tell nobody
Zip it, just zips and adderall
[Verse 4]
Heat from the back turn to a coward
I'm backin' out it, yeah
He only 10, fuck it
I'ma go mac his body
[Verse 5]
Hit 'em up like
Hit 'em up like
(Yeah, yeah hit 'em up like)
[Verse 6]
Bitch this ain't a boss, this a boss up
Bitch this ain't for sure, this a toss-up
Oh, this ain't Toyota, this European
Bitch she ain't no hoe, she my girlfriend
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 don't know me, man you knew me
[Verse 7]
Bitch this ain't Adidas, this Puma
Bitch that ain't the truth, this a rumor
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 time
No foul lines just front lines
Fuck taking ya' shit, boy I just take what's mine
[Verse 8]
And I'm still hungry like a **** was unsigned
Don't nobody want this shit more than I want mine
Fuck a free meal, boy I 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-1'd" it
[Verse 9]
If the dogs ain't there, then they 1 call from it
Look, run you out yo' house and now yo' ass apartment huntin'
From that Michigan cold, and I'm colder than that
Don't fuck with my crazy ass, boy yo' mama shoulda' told you that
[Verse 10]
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 **** never tell the truth, you a lie
If you swear to God on more time on yo' life, you might die
[Verse 11]
Real ones I know you feel me
Independent women know you feel me
If you tough man, then you feel me
Text from my girl, she say "Come fill me up"
Real dogs I know you feel me
My OG's know they feel me
Bad bish' she wanna feel me
Text from my girl she say "Come fill me up"
[Verse 12]
(If Young Metro don't trut you, I'ma shoot you)
Written by: Earl Taylor, Jeffery Williams, Leland Wayne, Sean Anderson

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