Uneven Odds

Intro

Quality Street Music

Drama

(Damn son where'd you find this)

It's a mixtape massacre

Gangsta Grillz

Verse 1

Verse 3

Watch me skip the valet

Running through the alley

Th-th-thirty pack of lithium

Swimming in the kingdom

Mind is getting hazy

Tell 'em that I'm crazy

I don't need the validation

Only the sensation

Of the zero gravity beneath the balcony

Outro

(QUALITY STREET MUSIC)

(DRAMA)

We don't go to sleep

Seven days

Seven ways to disappear

Bridge

T-t-taking all the inventory

F-f-fucking up the category

P-p-pills and the pharmacy

Doing it with honesty

Call the valet for the ghost

Doing more than just the most

A-A-Atlanta to the Northside

Where the hungry ones reside

Hook

It's a glass table initiation

Total mental limitation

S-S-Saturate

Verse 4

Murda murda murda how I did it in the corridor

Counting out the benefits of running from the auditor

W-w-wicked with the alchemy and sipping on the synthesis

Running from the premises and looking for the genesis

Catch me on a carousel spinning with a peppermint

Bury all the evidence and leave 'em with a sediment

Glottal stop the oxygen I’m breathing like a champion

Coming from the gutter like a southern-fried scorpion

Ooh

I think I’m losing it

(REAL TRAP

Verse 5

M-M-Million dollar habit in a basement out in Maryland

Chewing on a capsule while I'm looking for the heroin

Wait I'm just kidding girl I'm sticking to the oxy's

Posing for the paparazzi living in the lobbies

S-S-Sipping on the nectar of a lavender anomaly

Acting like a brat while I'm trashing the economy

Bridge 4

(C-C-CHICAGO)

H-H-Hallelujah in the trap with the nicotine

Keep it real clean like a gospel-singing figurine

(CAN YOU FEEL THE SPIRIT)

Stutter on the blessings and I'm dodging all the fentanyl

Walking through the valley with my back against the garden wall

Sassy with the choir in the background sounding heavenly

W-w-wasn't meant to be another chemical dependency

(GANGSTA GRILLZ)

Ch-ch-chattering my teeth like a chilly little cherubim

Look at how I'm wearing him

Gory and the seraphim

Soprano in the booth and I'm shaking like a tambourine

The brightest color amber that you've ever really even seen

No more vanity

Sanity

Clarity

(QUALITY STREET MUSIC)

(DAMN SON)

Oh oh oh

Save a little space for the mercy and the liturgy

Running through the city like a burst of high energy

Finished

(DRAMA)

I said I'm finished

Blessings

Go to sleep now

It's morning

(TRAPAHOLICS)

Real street gospel

Amen