HALFTIME INTERLUDE

Woah

Yeah

Woah yeah woah yeah

Woah

If you cross me and you ain't dead you better thank God

I love Johnny to death that's why I named my son shaad

Ain't too many n**s left on the east that I ain't rob

I wake and hustle everyday cause I done felt starved

When I was young we stole candy now it's homicide

On the way to splat some shit and I caught butterflies

Streets murdered all my n**s and I'm traumatized

That's why I'm killing all your n**s I can't spare nobody

Oh you think I'm pussy cause I rap huh

You want me to leave your brains in your lap huh

Yo bitch say she love my music cause I snap huh

You get mad you picture me hitting her from the back huh

Screaming free him and you know your brother a rat huh

Ya'll gone break and bend the G code for some racks huh

I been letting shit slide now I'm amped up

Everybody wanna shoot me we had to lap up

(That shit weird and these n**s telling them when they get caught

They put the pressure on the bitch n** that's around here he tell and he a rat

He been that right before he got locked up)

I refuse to argue with n**s I'd rather blick em

I refused to reup with n**s I'd rather strip em

I ain't seent your bitch in a minute she getting thicker

Told her please don't suck on my tip cause that shit tickle

My youngin' lost his brother he ain't talking then I feel him

I seen it in his eyes he just wanna shoot his pistol

You said you with this gangsta shit but n** that come with it

The chopper in my room by the bed lil bruh go get it

Way before the rap lines used to clap mine

Leave his ass flatline yeah almost that time

N**s get they chain snatched they never snatch mine

Crucial where the percs at I need a halftime