Even the Odds
Roll up the trees, tell em listen please
J Red stay cold like Christmas Eve
Shine all summer, grind all winter
When I'm in the stu, tell em do not enter
I gotta win, what the option is
I'm tryna see what else life got to give
No need to fight, what's the key to life
I tell em get money, live positive
Keep the weed rolled up
Keep the weed rolled up
Keep the drinks poured up
Keep the drinks poured up
Keep the weed rolled up
Keep the weed rolled up
Keep the drinks poured up
Keep the drinks poured up
She brought some Hennessy, i told her open it up
Open bottles in traffic cause I just dont give a fuck
Go and take the backroad while I roll up a Dutch
3:30 in the morning, I ain't soberin' up
I got a dime hoe on my iPhone
I pressed decline tho & I left her mind blown
I'm an expert with my eyes closed
Go to sleep in Georgia wake up in a new time zone
I hear em talk alot but their money lookin micro
You know it never gets to me, my heart is cold as lime stone
Listening to vinyl, inhaling chronic wearing blindfolds
If I'm on the telephone then know I'm on the grind though
I can't hold no conversation cause I'm pressed for time, hoe
I was in a dark place with the lights low
Demons tryna take me, I ain't even tryna fight though
Don't look down, now I'm walkin on a tight rope
Walkin through life steady lookin for the right road
Keep my mind clear pay attention to the bright hope
Devil in my ear, if I scream think I might choke
Woah
My rhymes shatter glass
When I'm chasin after cash
Count the profit do the math
Graduated master class
Runnin from the past
But I know I gotta stop soon
J Red a monsoon
Takin off their costumes
Ion trust no one, cause they could double cross you
Claiming that they're tough guys but they're chasin lawsuits
Bou ya life a cartoon
Hit em with a harpoon
If ya dont like me dont worry I'll be gon soon
For now get the party started
When they let the squad thru
Never gettin off route
Uh
Bitch im never gettin off route
Roll up the trees, tell em listen please
J Red stay cold like Christmas Eve
Shine all summer, grind all winter
When I'm in the stu, tell em do not enter
I gotta win, what the option is
I'm tryna see what else life got to give
No need to fight, what's the key to life
I tell em get money, live positive
Keep the weed rolled up
Keep the weed rolled up
Keep the drinks poured up
Keep the drinks poured up
Keep the weed rolled up
Keep the weed rolled up
Keep the drinks poured up
Keep the drinks poured up
J Red stay cold like Christmas Eve
Shine all summer, grind all winter
When I'm in the stu, tell em do not enter
I gotta win, what the option is
I'm tryna see what else life got to give
No need to fight, what's the key to life
I tell em get money, live positive
Keep the weed rolled up
Keep the weed rolled up
Keep the drinks poured up
Keep the drinks poured up
Keep the weed rolled up
Keep the weed rolled up
Keep the drinks poured up
Keep the drinks poured up
She brought some Hennessy, i told her open it up
Open bottles in traffic cause I just dont give a fuck
Go and take the backroad while I roll up a Dutch
3:30 in the morning, I ain't soberin' up
I got a dime hoe on my iPhone
I pressed decline tho & I left her mind blown
I'm an expert with my eyes closed
Go to sleep in Georgia wake up in a new time zone
I hear em talk alot but their money lookin micro
You know it never gets to me, my heart is cold as lime stone
Listening to vinyl, inhaling chronic wearing blindfolds
If I'm on the telephone then know I'm on the grind though
I can't hold no conversation cause I'm pressed for time, hoe
I was in a dark place with the lights low
Demons tryna take me, I ain't even tryna fight though
Don't look down, now I'm walkin on a tight rope
Walkin through life steady lookin for the right road
Keep my mind clear pay attention to the bright hope
Devil in my ear, if I scream think I might choke
Woah
My rhymes shatter glass
When I'm chasin after cash
Count the profit do the math
Graduated master class
Runnin from the past
But I know I gotta stop soon
J Red a monsoon
Takin off their costumes
Ion trust no one, cause they could double cross you
Claiming that they're tough guys but they're chasin lawsuits
Bou ya life a cartoon
Hit em with a harpoon
If ya dont like me dont worry I'll be gon soon
For now get the party started
When they let the squad thru
Never gettin off route
Uh
Bitch im never gettin off route
Roll up the trees, tell em listen please
J Red stay cold like Christmas Eve
Shine all summer, grind all winter
When I'm in the stu, tell em do not enter
I gotta win, what the option is
I'm tryna see what else life got to give
No need to fight, what's the key to life
I tell em get money, live positive
Keep the weed rolled up
Keep the weed rolled up
Keep the drinks poured up
Keep the drinks poured up
Keep the weed rolled up
Keep the weed rolled up
Keep the drinks poured up
Keep the drinks poured up
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Writer(s): Jay Infrared
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