Defari - Odds & Evens lyrics

[Intro] Uh, from the top Cigar Odds & Evens, this is for you Pick any number, it's for you Cause I beat the odds And I'm gettin' even Yeah, I hope you enjoyin' this album Yeah, I hope you doin' what you do best And I hope you bangin' your motherf**in' head right now [Defari] Roll yours windows up Take a ride in a 65 degree Q4-5 Blowin' green stuff, bumpin' mean stuff Mindin' my own, these squares don't mean much I'm on Adams, I want some J & J's Home fries, turkey, sausage, grits, and eggs A lemonade, now I'm good for the day Got rehearsal at 12:00, gotta bring top shelf So, you know I'm faded when I'm at work You've been to the shows, that's my best work Alkaholik pro's - network Los veteranos, experts This style's crazy, make your chest hurt Weak hearts feel a spark from the pepper I spit like a man that you've never heard So if you hear this style again, must be a mockingbird And you know birds could never ever f** with lions It's a small thing to a lyrical giant k**a California Golden Bear Spank Air's, new wear's at the best affairs [Chorus] I don't care where you come from (It don't change) I spit wit a ill tongue (Full blown) Rhymes hit ya like stun guns Rest in peace Jeff, Will, and Rob One I don't care where you come from (It don't change) I spit wit a ill tongue (Full blown) Rhymes hit ya like stun guns Odds & Evens, what the deal n***a? Pop somethin' [Defari] I always filter out the weakness My Triple Crown sound won a Preakness The Belmont and Kentucky Derby And all the rich chicks in the bleachers I stay clean cause I'm L.A Puttin' creases in my pants since first grade Had to wash mom's car every Saturday Clean your room, vacuum, throw the trash away Young k**ers runnin' wild like they go no mom Ain't if they do their mom must got some problems And if she don't, then why all the ghetto violence? The kids be involved and other brothas dyin' So me, I just observe with cool silence Fools play victim to a mighty lion Play Roulette, pick red or black Odds & Evens, any number, pick a bangin' track Defari bounce back, sh** that n***a never left Evidence proves, what I want I can get [Chorus] I don't care where you come from (It don't change) I spit wit a ill tongue (Full blown) Rhymes hit ya like stun guns Rest in peace Bigga B and Rob One I don't care where you come from (It don't change) I spit wit a ill tongue (Full blown) Rhymes hit ya like stun guns Odds & Evens, what the deal n***a? Pop somethin'