Even The Odds Lyrics

[Chorus]
Uh huh, let's even the odds
You got shooters, I got shooters
You got killers, I got killers, let's get it
Let's even the odds
You got money, I got money
You like money, I like money, I'm with it
Let's even the odds
I got it out the mud, I had to work for this
So you ain't taking shit, you gotta work for this
Let's even the odds
Thirty pointers, thirty rounds, thirty strips
Under thirty, ride around with thirty years
Let's even the odds

[Verse 1]
They said I couldn't count, I'm breaking calculators
Rubber bands keep popping, man this shit aggravating
Love them bands like we hungry, we ain't ate for days
So many chicken fiends running up with paper plates
I pray they don't tempt me, I pray they don't flip me
I'm fed bound, when you see me put your head down
Birds tryna tag me 'cause I'm dragging all this bread around
Good dope got this bitch looking like a hookah lounge
What can you do to me that I can't do to you?
I got niggas spooked
A hundred on the chop, we rock them like some tennis shoes
I been improved
I don't f*ck with bums, I don't f*ck with crumbs
All I know is money, don't touch me if you ain't getting none

[Chorus]
Let's even the odds
You got shooters, I got shooters
You got killers, I got killers, let's get it
Let's even the odds
You got money, I got money
You like money, I like money, I'm with it Let's even the odds
I got it out the mud, I had to work for this
So you ain't taking shit, you gotta work for this
Let's even the odds
Thirty pointers, thirty rounds, thirty strips
Under thirty, ride around with thirty years
Let's even the odds

[Verse 2]
I'll come to you if you can't get to me
Or give them boys a ten piece and this ain't Mickey D's
In the city on the six up at Nicky D's
Drinking Remy, I ain't getting to that Nicki beef
'Cause I play for keeps so don't play with me
That forty stay with me, sneak dissing not okay with me
You 25 right? or damn near close to it
And still dirty, don't you know that they make soap, stupid?
Hellcat, I just told my label pray for me
Chanel shopper, shit this just another day for me
You ain't know, rap a hobby, bitch I got a job
And that's balling on you bitches, I don't f*ck with opps

[Chorus]
Let's even the odds
You got shooters, I got shooters
You got killers, I got killers, let's get it
Let's even the odds
You got money, I got money
You like money, I like money, I'm with it
Let's even the odds
I got it out the mud, I had to work for this
So you ain't taking shit, you gotta work for this
Let's even the odds
Thirty pointers, thirty rounds, thirty strips
Under thirty, ride around with thirty years
Let's even the odds

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