| Twenty-to-one, look at the time, it’s twenty-to-one
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| I’m on the ride with the guys, and we’re lookin' for him
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| If we catch him it’s twenty to one
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| Feds behind me, drivin' a beamer
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| Odds on my freedom are twenty-to-one
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| I make a call and gettin' in touch
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| Twenty-to-one, twenty-to-one, yeah-yeah
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| Maze in the street
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| My nigga nearly got done for an AM
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| He went on the run, he was stayin' with me
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| I told my girl that we can’t be together
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| She’s cryin', that’s somethin' I hated to see
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| Really I struggled to stay on my feet
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| I’m lookin' for her and the lady I meet
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| I go two letters that you’re gonna see
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| If you’re someone that want it, the way in the beef
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| A and the E, playin' with me
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| We send him up to his maker to meet
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| Where I stay on the street, there’s no love, there’s no love
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| Twenty-to-one, look at the time, it’s twenty-to-one
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| I’m on the ride with the guys, and we’re lookin' for him
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| If we catch him it’s twenty to one
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| Feds behind me, drivin' a beamer
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| Odds on my freedom are twenty-to-one
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| I make a call and gettin' in touch
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| Twenty-to-one, twenty-to-one, yeah-yeah
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| Twenty-to-one, look at the time, it’s twenty-to-one
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| I’m on the ride with the guys, and we’re lookin' for him
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| If we catch him it’s twenty to one
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| Feds behind me, drivin' a beamer
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| Odds on my freedom are twenty-to-one
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| I make a call and gettin' in touch
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| Twenty-to-one, twenty-to-one, yeah-yeah
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| Man try stick me two months back
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| Hands on the wheel, so the car don’t crash
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| Run up on me, there’s a price to pay
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| Dawg, I ain’t takin' card or cash
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| I really did it with class, no maths
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| Mind don’t matter, when heart don’t match
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| A good girl like Pokémon
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| Easy to see, but hard to catch
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| I’m so real that it’s hard to cap
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| I been low, so it’s hard to brag
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| I been hurt, so it’s hard to love
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| Mom needs it, so it’s hard to have
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| Any ride out, I’m good to go
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| Bros got my back, it’s good to know
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| If she a nine, that’s good to see
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| If she a ten, she’s good to roll
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| Man clout chase, it’s tough to watch
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| Bad friends is tough to drop
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| 'Nuff man tried buy respect
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| That don’t work, 'cause it’s tough to cop
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| Some times it’s tough to think
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| No liver left, it’s tough to drink
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| Through the noise it’s tough to hear
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| Through the pressure, it’s tough to live
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| Through the wire and through the wall
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| Through the sea and through the earth
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| Through the fire and through the war
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| Through the death and through the birth
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| Through the pleasure and through the pain
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| Through the drought and through the rain
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| Through the dark and through the day
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| Through the love and through the hate
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| Twenty-to-one, look at the time, it’s twenty-to-one
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| I’m on the ride with the guys, and we’re lookin' for him
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| If we catch him it’s twenty to one
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| Feds behind me, drivin' a beamer
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| Odds on my freedom are twenty-to-one
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| I make a call and gettin' in touch
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| Twenty-to-one, twenty-to-one, yeah-yeah
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| Twenty-to-one, look at the time, it’s twenty-to-one
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| I’m on the ride with the guys, and we’re lookin' for him
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| If we catch him it’s twenty to one
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| Feds behind me, drivin' a beamer
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| Odds on my freedom are twenty-to-one
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| I make a call and gettin' in touch
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| Twenty-to-one, twenty-to-one, yeah-yeah |