Lyrics:

We aint supposed to be here, never thought we see it
Now we living proof, tell the world to believe it
Congratulations, thank God we made it
They told us we was nothing, now I know they hate it
Round of applause, round of applause
Congratulations, we beat them odds
Round of applause, round of applause
Congratulations, we beat them odds

I aint supposed to be nothing but a dope dealer, but a hope killer
Supposed to brag on the guns and the coke kilos
Dropping mollys in a coke zero
Ashamed of my education, then Im finally off probation
Then I quit smoking, got a wife and kids and Im a real father, no faking
See, Im a black man who beat them odds
Supposed to be locked up with no job
Never should of went to college or learned who God is
You add it up its all odd
See, I never knew my pop, Ive been abused, ran from the cops
I went to school high on them crops
Wasnt a thug, never been shot
Running from God, man, turning my back
Never would of made it, Marvin Sapp
But He opened up my eyes and I cant look back
While they look surprised, I just took my cap
Yeah, he did it, he did it, He changed me and Im with it
He made me what Im supposed to be
You get close to me, you might get it

We aint supposed to be here, never thought we see it
Now we living proof, tell the world to believe it
Congratulations, thank God we made it
They told us we was nothing, now I know they hate it
Round of applause, round of applause
Congratulations, we beat them odds
Round of applause, round of applause
Congratulations, we beat them odds

Now she used to strip at Onyx, working her way through college
Tryina put food in her sons mouth, on a pole for them dollars
She was looking for some solace
Told the Lord, I promise, Im heading to the hills with my heels on
Where the feels aint a touch to the billfolds
No copping feels from no Uncle Phils, just Phil Jackson coach her
And get her out that game where they losing they dignity for a Coach purse
No skirts just skrr, found another way around a real worth
And left that fine establishment
Its like her whole life is having a growth spurt
She out the game and they hate it, mad at her she made it
They aint nothing but some shellfish in a bucket
Probably get crabs if you touch it
Now she graduated from college, scratch that, graduated with honors
Little man got a little cap and gown
Looked at him matching his mama

We aint supposed to be here, never thought we see it
Now we living proof, tell the world to believe it
Congratulations, thank God we made it
They told us we was nothing, now I know they hate it
Round of applause, round of applause
Congratulations, we beat them odds
Round of applause, round of applause
Congratulations, we beat them odds