Lecrae - Round Of Applause Lyrics
[Intro]Hey mazel tov and all that good stuff manThis is for all my folks who got legal jobsWe beat the odds, you feel me?[Hook]We ain’t supposed to be here, never thought we see itNow we living proof, tell the world to believe it yeahCongratulations, thank God we made itThey told us we was nothing, now I know they hate itRound of applause, round of applauseCongratulations, we beat them oddsRound of applause, round of applauseCongratulations, we beat them odds[Verse 1]I ain’t supposed to be nothing but a dope dealer, but a hope killerSupposed to brag on the guns and the coke kilo’sDropping molly’s in a coke zeroAshamed of my education, then I’m finally off probationThen I quit smoking, got a wife and kids and I’m a real father no fakingSee I’m a black man who beat them oddsSupposed to be locked up with no jobNever should of went to college or learned who God isYou add it up it’s all oddSee I never knew my popI been abused, ran from the copsI went to school high on them cropsWasn’t a thug, never been shotRunning from God man turning my backNever would of made it, Marvin SappBut He opened up my eyes and I can’t look backWhile they look surprised, I just took my capYeah he did it, he did itHe changed me and I’m with itHe made me what I’m supposed to beYou get close to me, you might get it[Hook]We ain’t supposed to be here, never thought we see itNow we living proof, tell the world to believe it yeahCongratulations, thank God we made itThey told us we was nothing, now I know they hate itRound of applause, round of applauseCongratulations, we beat them oddsRound of applause, round of applauseCongratulations, we beat them odds[Interlude]I’m supposed to be dead or in jail right nowBut instead, I’m sharing my gift with the world[Verse 2]Now she used to strip at OnyxWorking her way through collegeTryna put food in her son’s mouthOn a pole for them dollarsShe was looking for some solaceTold the Lord, I promise... I’m heading to the hills with my heels onWhere the feels ain’t a touch to the billfoldsNo copping feels from no Uncle Phil’s, just Phil Jackson coach herAnd get her out that game where they losing they dignity for a Coach purseNo skirts just “skrr”, found another way around a real worthAnd left that fine establishmentTt’s like her whole life is having a growth spurtShe out the game and they hate it, mad at her she made itThey ain’t nothing but some shellfish in a bucketProbably get crabs if you touch itNow she graduated from college — scratch that — graduated with honorsLittle man got a little cap and gown, look at him matching his mama, yeah![Hook]We ain’t supposed to be here, never thought we see itNow we living proof, tell the world to believe it yeahCongratulations, thank God we made itThey told us we was nothing, now I know they hate itRound of applause, round of applauseCongratulations, we beat them oddsRound of applause, round of applauseCongratulations, we beat them odds
