Lyrics:
even try it!"
Man - she had a lotta nerve, man
Word man hey man, but she ain't had half as
Much nerve as that old record producer, man
Remember when he
half empty or full
My cup runneth over, goddamn
Oh shit hold up fam
I just counted my bands
And with amounts of cash on hand
I'll never be broke again
I
content with not winning
Over the years I learned a lot
Like half you, not the ones who I thought
Can't believe I used to put my neck out
When half you
and half of them don't even know that they prolly like double my age
Youngboy trying go OT
Can you blame tryna help himself
Fitness first and health is
the memories
Know the back story, this shit get gory, we don't act gory
I ain't sleep thru the first morning
Well the last morning if we really talking
I went
nothing huh
That ain't me
Let's go, straight up
I've been chasing bags
Hard work so I gotta brag
All that work but you gotta cut it in half
No deal I own
I never will forget your way the first time that I met ya. Hey
The style on you sure took me by surprise.
In your eyes there was a spark and you was
that the universe done blessed me with this cutie, ‘coz,
We some bosses, delegate when the duty calls,
First name basis when we step inside the jewellery
And who am I to tell you that I would never let you down
That no one else could love you half as much as I do now
And who am I to tell you I'll always
a glass house
And I'm slingin' stone
I snap a brick in half
Like I'm breakin' bones
Whole car full of work, hope I make it home
Yeah, strap right under my
don’t matter what I say
Such as every half a minute in Africa
Half a child dies
And here’s another thought inside my mind
I want to have sex with you
It's a white lie
Hand on the cross, say I'm alright
You brought another girl and I won't bite
Won't bite i'm putting myself first
But who is she? Did
can't come to the hood
Little folk in a fuck off jacket
Ugly mash, and some dirty boogs
Make gyal go into the restaurant first
Go scan it and see
who wanna start with
experts, Bad and Evil is comin soon
MC's get stuck, head first back in they mother's womb
This shit is written, in my eyes I'm
must let him steer
I'm the difference between physical fitness and spiritual witness
Charge your hitlist
Every session's a first kiss
Take the tisk out
the stairs
To meet the day
I'd smoked my brain the night before
With cigarettes and songs
That I've been pickin'
But I lit my first and watched a small
stop the grass from turning red
Her hair was half permed, half dread
We gave up walking in a past-life and so we danced
Arms wrapped around my breath
the stairs
To meet the day
I'd smoked my brain the night before
With cigarettes and songs
That I've been pickin'
But I lit my first and watched a small
figured, son (yeah)
I don't think they hear you son (yeah)
Haha, drop a load on 'em
Now first but not least, you will respect Keith
Lay a nigga down
Well, I woke up this morning to a busted up room
Some half empty bottles and a half written tune
I stacked up the papers and I cleaned up the mess
I
could walk a half a block and feel the aftershocks
Rain of acid drops, seek some help
Now don't rewind, get it the first time
Shouldn't have to repeat
person, one very special person
A feeling deep in your soul
Says you were half, now you're whole
No more hunger and thirst
But first be a person who
I feel your shit
Been feelin' your shit since Felton put me on
I put him on Dot, he put me on K.R.I.T
Was here since then, now year's half-gone
I
one person
One very special person (One very special person)
A feeling deep in your soul
That says you were half, now you're whole
No more hunger
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