Lyrics:
Something With Numbers We Ll Fight

Against the odds we'll prevail Against the odds we won't fail We'll pick up all the pieces and we'll fight Against the man we won't suffer Against the world we

into a star of your own hit song We can shoot the video right here on my cellphone I never seen a smile so pretty I need to know I'll always have you

say they riders but never do ride with ya I'm tryna vibe with ya so wont you throw me your phone number and let them lames get ya old number [J. Cole

so let's get down I'm sick and tired of you and this down low fight From contagious all the way to Mrs. Price You done it now with Ms. Black Aisha I knew something

health care, so what's the catch? The man got you locked with no keys to the latch Mike and Adam have got my back You bring the mic and we'll bring

When our thoughts are so numb And our feelings unsure We all have emptiness inside We all have answers to find But you can't win this fight We're here

nigga That's of cousrse Hit the stage With a b-boi stance The club owner like Who the fuck is that Pull up in something Tented 200 on the dash Ya'll

't play with us lil' daddy 'cuz we'll have you in stitches It's UTP right here and we bout getting our riches We down south posted and we counting our

, so I told her I wanted her number She asked could I give her mine two Got to the crib and called her up We got into a good conversation that's when