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