Beat the Odds (feat. YFN Lucci)
I'm just tryna beat the odds, back against the wall
Laced my boots and stood up tall, told my niggas I won't fall
I'm just tryna beat the odds, yeah, yeah
I'm just tryna beat the odds, yeah, yeah
I'm just tryna beat the odds, back against the wall
Laced my boots and stood up tall, told my niggas I won't fall
I'm just tryna beat the odds, yeah, yeah
I'm just tryna beat the odds, yeah, yeah
I'm just tryna beat the odds, hey
Uh, look at the cards, I was dealt from the start
I played 'em regardless
I gave it my all, stayed down and I came up
Never hated or changed up
Every day that I wake up, I let God know I'm thankful
'Cause I could've been dead or in prison
Free Drinkin' Juice, oh I miss him
Thoughts in my head got me trippin'
I be poppin' these meds, no prescription
All I see is hell how I'm livin'
All of my prayers 'bout forgiveness
My bitch send me prayers out the scripture
I swear I be scared when I miss 'em, oh
No one ask Derez how he feelin', oh
Go hard for DJ and Chariot
I'ma keep it G 'til I'm buried, Derez De'Shon
I'm just tryna beat the odds, back against the wall
Laced my boots and stood up tall, told my niggas I won't fall
I'm just tryna beat the odds, yeah, yeah
I'm just tryna beat the odds, yeah, yeah
I'm just tryna beat the odds, back against the wall
Laced my boots and stood up tall, told my niggas I won't fall
I'm just tryna beat the odds, yeah, yeah
I'm just tryna beat the odds, yeah, yeah
I'm just tryna beat the odds, hey
Beat the odds, beat the charge, beat the streets apart
Self-employed, I'm that boy, baby I'm that boy
My Audemar cost me eighty large, bitch I beat the odds
And my yard filled with foreign cars, bitch I beat the odds, yeah
All these scars, bitch I had it hard, now I feel like God
All these broads wanna be with the boy, they tryna beat the odds
Can't believe I had to work an egg beater boy, yeah
Can't believe we used to weigh it in a beaker boy, yeah
Uh, cocaine flow, propane smoke, what you came for?
Ayy, pimp a bitch, get a dollar out a stank ho
And don't never let a nigga count your bankroll
I'm just tryna beat the odds, back against the wall
Laced my boots and stood up tall, told my niggas I won't fall
I'm just tryna beat the odds, yeah, yeah
I'm just tryna beat the odds, yeah, yeah
I'm just tryna beat the odds, back against the wall
Laced my boots and stood up tall, told my niggas I won't fall
I'm just tryna beat the odds, yeah, yeah
I'm just tryna beat the odds, yeah, yeah
I'm just tryna beat the odds, hey
Laced my boots and stood up tall, told my niggas I won't fall
I'm just tryna beat the odds, yeah, yeah
I'm just tryna beat the odds, yeah, yeah
I'm just tryna beat the odds, back against the wall
Laced my boots and stood up tall, told my niggas I won't fall
I'm just tryna beat the odds, yeah, yeah
I'm just tryna beat the odds, yeah, yeah
I'm just tryna beat the odds, hey
Uh, look at the cards, I was dealt from the start
I played 'em regardless
I gave it my all, stayed down and I came up
Never hated or changed up
Every day that I wake up, I let God know I'm thankful
'Cause I could've been dead or in prison
Free Drinkin' Juice, oh I miss him
Thoughts in my head got me trippin'
I be poppin' these meds, no prescription
All I see is hell how I'm livin'
All of my prayers 'bout forgiveness
My bitch send me prayers out the scripture
I swear I be scared when I miss 'em, oh
No one ask Derez how he feelin', oh
Go hard for DJ and Chariot
I'ma keep it G 'til I'm buried, Derez De'Shon
I'm just tryna beat the odds, back against the wall
Laced my boots and stood up tall, told my niggas I won't fall
I'm just tryna beat the odds, yeah, yeah
I'm just tryna beat the odds, yeah, yeah
I'm just tryna beat the odds, back against the wall
Laced my boots and stood up tall, told my niggas I won't fall
I'm just tryna beat the odds, yeah, yeah
I'm just tryna beat the odds, yeah, yeah
I'm just tryna beat the odds, hey
Beat the odds, beat the charge, beat the streets apart
Self-employed, I'm that boy, baby I'm that boy
My Audemar cost me eighty large, bitch I beat the odds
And my yard filled with foreign cars, bitch I beat the odds, yeah
All these scars, bitch I had it hard, now I feel like God
All these broads wanna be with the boy, they tryna beat the odds
Can't believe I had to work an egg beater boy, yeah
Can't believe we used to weigh it in a beaker boy, yeah
Uh, cocaine flow, propane smoke, what you came for?
Ayy, pimp a bitch, get a dollar out a stank ho
And don't never let a nigga count your bankroll
I'm just tryna beat the odds, back against the wall
Laced my boots and stood up tall, told my niggas I won't fall
I'm just tryna beat the odds, yeah, yeah
I'm just tryna beat the odds, yeah, yeah
I'm just tryna beat the odds, back against the wall
Laced my boots and stood up tall, told my niggas I won't fall
I'm just tryna beat the odds, yeah, yeah
I'm just tryna beat the odds, yeah, yeah
I'm just tryna beat the odds, hey
Credits
Writer(s): Rayshawn Lamar Bennett, Derez Lenard, Danny Lee Snodgrass Jr., Nicholas Mira
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