The Bet On Yourself lyrics you’ve provided seem to be a rap song with a focus on self-confidence, determination, and ambition. The hook emphasizes taking risks and believing in oneself, while the verses touch on various themes, including perseverance, street life, family, and the desire for success. It appears to be an energetic and motivational track, encouraging listeners to bet on themselves and work hard to achieve their goals. The repetition of the hook reinforces the message of self-belief and self-reliance. Overall, it’s a rap song that embodies the spirit of overcoming challenges and striving for success.
Hook:
Roll a dice, bet on yourself
Better get up and do for yourself
That nigga pussy, give em the belt
Gas in my lungs, top of the shelf
Meek mill, heaven or hell
Uh, feel like hell in a cell
Can’t fuck with a rat I ain’t fucking with 12
Uh, you ain’t saved by the bell
Come with a Mac never a dell
If they hating wishing them well
Made a call to my momma from jail
Said I’m here and I know you won’t fail
Shit I knew I will always prevail
Give me the pen now I’m giving em hell
Smoking that Za you could tell by the smell
Niggas lie and they tell on themselves
Im a tweak
I gotta chill
Mama told me stop playing the field
Losing brothers ,shit getting a real
Gotta grind till I get me a deal
Gotta chance to compete in Miami
So I gotta put on for the family
Imma rap ain’t no time for a plan b
Gotta put on for momma and granny
In the building I pay my deposit
I had to change my horizons
It ain’t all about Rollies and diamonds
It’s about if you really on timing
Lil booty, shawty a demon
Casamigo i tell em i need it
If you reach now a Nigga teaching
You a fool you ain’t playing no defense
I don’t follow nigga im a leader
I’m a tweak I was never a tweeter
Niggas know I don’t feen for a feature
I’m a keep her if shawty a keeper
Stepping in shaking the spot
Heard they watching the ice on my watch
Fuck a circle a I got me a dot
Shawty shaking she fuck with my bop
Roll a dice, bet on yourself
Better get up and do for yourself
That nigga pussy, give em the belt
Gas in my lungs, top of the shelf
This rap shit more than a hobby
Shit I know it pay more than the lobby
I’ll wait for a label to sign me
I’m working harder than Rocky
Giving my all yes indeed
He twitching hard like a feen
Kicks lighting up Billie Jean
Shit I’m Tryna see me and mine eat
Bitch I’m too hood for that hip shit
Boy I’m too real for the fake shit
I work the night and the day shift
I’m on some go and get paid shit
Im a tweak
I gotta chill
Mama told me stop playing the field
Losing brothers ,shit getting a real
Gotta grind till I get me a deal
I’m tryna get me a mansion
Shawty she rocking and dancing
The diamonds I rock really dancing
We into tripping and planning
Roll a dice, bet on yourself
Better get up and do for yourself
That nigga pussy, give em the belt
Gas in my lungs, top of the shelf 2X
