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Help My Odds
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Music
Help My Odds was released on April 25, 2025 by Tyson Sybateli as a part of the album Help My Odds (Ad) - Single
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Release DateApril 25, 2025
LabelTyson Sybateli
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM62

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Tyson Sybateli
Tyson Sybateli
Performer
Thabiso Moya
Thabiso Moya
Lead Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Regaugetsue Refenyeditswe Leshabane
Regaugetsue Refenyeditswe Leshabane
Songwriter
Thabiso Moya
Thabiso Moya
Songwriter
Neo Ndungane
Neo Ndungane
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Feziekk
Feziekk
Producer
Mélange
Mélange
Producer
Regaugetsue Refenyeditswe Leshabane
Regaugetsue Refenyeditswe Leshabane
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Money goin fix my tension
So I thank my God we up
Same friends I got those lessons
Now I feel like a thousand bucks
Touch hands touch down im flexing
Tell homie yeah count me up
No I really dont want no stressing
No you really wont fuck me up
And I always go up no guessing
New living my choice you stuck
And the hoes goin fuck, no question
Boy I feel like a thousand bucks
Nobody goin touch my blessings
Help my (odds)
Brand new money goin help my
(odds)
Trust My (odds)
Thank my (God)
Thank my (God)
Thank my (God)
Clean up a little bit
Me and my God in the thick of it
My life built like Tems
God body double my lense, rearview mirror cant see my friends
Wins up ahead, cut from cloth dont hang by threads
These rules I bend
This game bring greed, these V-bucks red
Me and God talk on a forth night
Technique talk on a door like
Technique walk into war like
**** might pardon my foresight
Pop no pills and I pour light
Suck lipgloss from a whore like
Who here knows just what they doing, with twenty-four hours
And three hundred days
Technique talk its the way you behave
System says we picking out graves
Money goin fix my tension
So I thank my God we up
Same friends I got those lessons
Now I feel like a thousand bucks
Touch hands touch down im flexing
Tell homie yeah count me up
No I really dont want no stressing
No you really wont fuck me up
And I always go up no guessing
New living my choice you stuck
And the hoes goin fuck, no question
Boy I feel like a thousand bucks
Nobody goin touch my blessings
Help my (odds)
Brand new money goin help my
(odds)
Trust My (odds)
Thank my (God)
Thank my (God)
Thank my (God)
Winning to me is a fetish
Dont got my number, forget it
And learn how to play in the game no pretending
Enemies came with a lesson, my family with blessings
Cant block em like Tetris
Sandla phambile, I'm grabbing and tugging
And pulling my life for the better
Ubani o neh pressure, this diamond forever
I'm feeling like caesar or something
I got the plan and the play and I'm managing fate
Bitch I'm leaving with none
Shoulders too heavy to shake em an stop
Dont think its easy admitting I'm wrong
Came back up swinging like jump on my mark
All of my dawgs need God
Money goin fix my tension
So I thank my God we up
Same friends I got those lessons
Now I feel like a thousand bucks
Touch hands touch down im flexing
Tell homie yeah count me up
No I really dont want no stressing
No you really wont fuck me up
And I always go up no guessing
New living my choice you stuck
And the hoes goin fuck, no question
Boy I feel like a thousand bucks
Nobody goin touch my blessings
Help my (odds)
Brand new money goin help my
(odds)
Trust My (odds)
Thank my (God)
Thank my (God)
Thank my (God)
More money might help my odds
Go thugging Im next on top
More honey might bless my pot
World love me like text my mom
No funny business Im gone
Broke **** cant be my opp
No stress just sing my songs
Thank God, thank God
More money might help my odds
Go thugging Im next on top
More honey might bless my pot
World love me like text my mom
No funny business Im gone
Broke **** cant be my opp
No stress just sing my songs
Thank God, thank God
Written by: Neo Ndungane, Regaugetsue Refenyeditswe Leshabane, Thabiso Moya
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