Lyrics Molly Brazy – Even The Odds

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

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

30 corners, 30 rounds
30 trips, under 30
Riding round with 30 years
Let’s even the odds

They said I couldn’t count
I’m breaking calculators
Rubber bands keep poppin
Man this shit aggravating
Load 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 temp me
I pray they don’t flip me
I’m fed bound
When you see me put yo 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 hunnit on the chop
We rock them mops and tennis shoes

I been improved
I don’t fuck with bums
I don’t fuck with crumbs
All I know is money
Don’t touch me
If you ain’t getting none

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

30 corners, 30 rounds
30 trips, under 30
Riding round with 30 years
Let’s even the odds

I’ll come to you
If you can’t get to me
Or give them boys a 10 piece
And this ain’t Mickey D’s
In the city on the six
Up at Nicki D’s
Drinking Remy I ain’t getting
To that Nicki beef

Cause I play for keeps
So don’t play with me
That 40 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
Hell cat I just told my label
Pray for me

Chanel shopper shit
This just another day for me
You ain’t know rap hobby
Bitch I got a job
And that’s balling on you bitches
I don’t fuck with opps

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’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

30 corners, 30 rounds
30 trips, under 30
Riding round with 30 years
Let’s even the odds