Letra de Beat the Odds - Lil Tjay

Grateful for the shit I got 'cause I come from a hard life

Demons on my mental, saw some shit I wanna archive

Feds lookin' out tryna bring a nigga down

Just thinkin' 'bout the possibility, I frown

Far out on that water, Father, don't let me drown

I can hear my grandma sayin', "Don't let me down"

People wanna kill me, always keep my gun 'round

Pray I squeeze first, I can't lose the millies I found

Bussin' off the stoinky wishin' I was off a bean, no stalk

I was hungry for that money like a fiend

Too deep in that water, my life ain't have no order

Melodic blue stories, I'm feelin' like Baby Keem

I do my own thing, fuck it, I took seven shots, no shame

Back to wall, I'm still gon' blow you down, I ain't no stain

Flow on Wayne, I don't give a fuck about no ceiling

'Cause we catch a opp and send him to the sky (Doot)

They be like, "Tjay, why do you move around with all them fuckin' guns?"

I just tell 'em that's 'cause I don't wanna die

And trust me, I don't lie, can't fuck up, I'm a star right now

If I wasn't quick to blow, I would be in the stars right now

Grateful for the shit I got 'cause I come from a hard life

Demons on my mental, saw some shit I wanna archive

Feds lookin' out tryna bring a nigga down

Just thinkin' 'bout the possibility, I frown

Far out on that water, Father, don't let me drown

I can hear my grandma sayin', "Don't let me down"

People wanna kill me, always keep my gun 'round

Pray I squeeze first, I can't lose the millies I found

Shittin' on these niggas be my hobby

I know they mad wishin' they had finished me entirely

Shassa with me, lil' bro say he tryna catch a body

Seen bullets hit a opp, before he died, his face said, "Why me?"

How the fuck I'm livin'? All these niggas wan' fry me

One day they'll stop overlookin' my gift, that's wallahi

Millies in my bank account, but still ain't nothin' jolly

These niggas back and forth tryna pop up like a ollie

You heard they killed who? Drugs talkin', sound like Molly

Can someone tell the vlogs get off of my D?

Never had no doubt if I'm gon' make it or no prolly

'Cause I ain't Dummy, Rah, U.E., or Woo Lotti

Grateful for the shit I got 'cause I come from a hard life

Demons on my mental, saw some shit I wanna archive

Feds lookin' out tryna bring a nigga down

Just thinkin' 'bout the possibility, I frown

Far out on that water, Father, don't let me drown

I can hear my grandma sayin', "Don't let me down"

People wanna kill me, always keep my gun 'round

Pray I squeeze first, I can't lose the millies I found

No, I can't lose the millies I found

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