Derez De'Shon - Beat The Odds (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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Derez De'Shon - Beat The Odds (en) Lyrics
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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, 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 head how I'm livin'
All of my prayers 'bout forgiveness
My bitch send me prayers
out the scriptures
I swear I be scared when
I miss 'em, ohh
No one ask Derez how he feelin', ohh
Go hard for DJ and Chariot, ohh
I'ma keep it G 'til I'm buried,
hey, Derez De'Shon
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
a 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
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