YFN Lucci - Beat The Odds lyrics

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YFN Lucci - Beat The Odds lyrics

[Chorus: Derez De'Shon] I'm just tryna beat the odds, back against the wall Laced my boots and stood up tall, told my n***as 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 n***as 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 [Verse 1: Derez De'Shon] 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 head how I'm livin' All of my prayers 'bout forgiveness My b**h 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, hey, Derez De'Shon [Chorus: Derez De'Shon] I'm just tryna beat the odds, back against the wall Laced my boots and stood up tall, told my n***as 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 n***as 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 [Verse 2: YFN Lucci] 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, b**h I beat the odds And my yard filled with foreign cars, b**h I beat the odds, yeah All these scars, b**h 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, c**aine flow, propane smoke, what you came for? Ayy, pimp a b**h, get a dollar out a stank ho And don't never let a n***a count your bankroll [Chorus: Derez De'Shon] I'm just tryna beat the odds, back against the wall Laced my boots and stood up tall, told my n***as 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 n***as 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

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