Half-Dead (feat. Flvco)
Bust out with my nigga's, we dying half dead
No cap, we eat bodies I hear them all beg
Stand down, but he wanted to see what we said
I don't wanna be nothing, I'm fucking wasted
No face, got saved, life grave, blind waves
Every evening, I feel like that I am half dead
Listen to the words, or just listen to what the thief said
Runaway no stopping, I'm topping, I'm bout to lock in what's popping
Y'all bout to soften I'm calling and y'all just walking
Built like ur inside of a sauna
The drama, taunting the mamas and papas
Jumping inside of a Honda
I don't want to part in ur novel
I like to stomp in the rubble
Forming all type of rebuttals
And then I dip
I'm beginning, I don't believe there's an end
If there's something that you need to know is I am not nobody's friend
I go up, and I show up, and I might be the next president
And me and Flaco taking over music we don't follow trends
At night, I might just be a parasite
No sight, I'm fighting till the dawn of light
Bug bite, your scratching mind is full of fright
Not quite, your life flashes before your eyes
Bust out with my nigga's, we dying half dead
No cap, we eat bodies I hear them all beg
Stand down, but he wanted to see what we said
I don't wanna be nothing, I'm fucking wasted
No face, got saved, life grave, blind waves
No cap, we eat bodies I hear them all beg
Stand down, but he wanted to see what we said
I don't wanna be nothing, I'm fucking wasted
No face, got saved, life grave, blind waves
Every evening, I feel like that I am half dead
Listen to the words, or just listen to what the thief said
Runaway no stopping, I'm topping, I'm bout to lock in what's popping
Y'all bout to soften I'm calling and y'all just walking
Built like ur inside of a sauna
The drama, taunting the mamas and papas
Jumping inside of a Honda
I don't want to part in ur novel
I like to stomp in the rubble
Forming all type of rebuttals
And then I dip
I'm beginning, I don't believe there's an end
If there's something that you need to know is I am not nobody's friend
I go up, and I show up, and I might be the next president
And me and Flaco taking over music we don't follow trends
At night, I might just be a parasite
No sight, I'm fighting till the dawn of light
Bug bite, your scratching mind is full of fright
Not quite, your life flashes before your eyes
Bust out with my nigga's, we dying half dead
No cap, we eat bodies I hear them all beg
Stand down, but he wanted to see what we said
I don't wanna be nothing, I'm fucking wasted
No face, got saved, life grave, blind waves
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Writer(s): Hudson Hallock
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