Half & Half (feat. Rill Spill)
Rapping like this since the youngin was a jit
When me and Mikey Mo was sneaking bitches out the crib
Crib rocking from house parties and dodging them bullets
Niggas knuckin and buckin but we was jookin and movin
Watch yo back, yo front, both sides with both eyes
Hope I fuck this girl before we both die
All praise to the most high
Oh I'm tippin on 44's
Gold spokes while I listen to old Hov
While I'm dodging my old hoes
Nah we riding in Volvo's with the chrome low
Chromosomes get knocked out for talkin deep like Tone Loc
Yajirobe the goat with coke flows and four fours
You don't know?
Don't say my name and choke on gun smoke
Look I know what you thinking
Yeah... I'm a walking contradiction
My trigger finger itching for some friction
I just pray a rapper diss me
I pull out and get my aim on
If you scream all lives matter
I'll fuck around and take yours
It's Zo Yajirobe, nigga
Back to basics
Let's take it back to the basement
These niggas testing my throne
The top they actively chasing
But yet I'm lacking a worry cause what I pack amazing
Vocab outta this world and I'm unmatched with the cadence
The shit y'all coming with underwhelming
Lacking amazement
I'm lightyears ahead of you niggas
Pick up ya paces
Y'all small fries not even a meal fit for a king
And the way I hit my shots
It's like I'm fit for the league
Like Nip money I'm all in
I'm authentic
Every nigga in Rill Spill we all winners
I augment em, them arguments
About who the top dog
We all in em
You niggas is all dinner
Get to cooking
I'm heating up like the stove is on nigga
And niggas really thinking that I won't let off
Thinking Rill Spill ain't lit and that we don't get off
I'll leave ya brain in ya hand
Nigga hold that thought
I walk in the light with the sun to guide me
My shadow at the rear it's always dark behind me
I'll make a cross with my fingers and poof you might see
Some clones just like me if u choose to fight me
Like lightning my shock is at a factor of 10
A generational talent how I drag on my pen
Producing flames from within heat the soul down deep below breathe out slow
Then release the smoke from my lip
Please don't take offense when I JK
LMNO commanding letters like an essay
I could hand you 2 Ls in a row like it's Elle
Ridin in a lac with a mug a bay bay
If u see the caddy baby you know it's coupled with vogues
And if I'm driving that shit you know I'm coupled with hoes
Mhmm that soul body glittered in gold
Sun kissed eternal the sun cooked my mold
Everything I spit is straight poison Bel, Biv, Devoe
Might just have to fraction you down for talking irrational
And my family depending on me like the antidote
Might turn into a cannibal, fuck around and let me tap into
That young nigga who soul mission
Was fucking bitches I did a cleansing
I'm balling like Mr. Clean with the riches
And I can't get caught slipping cuz
I'm way too invested and if it ain't about the money
Or music I'm charging extra and I'm way way way up
Wait like I oughta be born to be a legend call me prodigy
Mama say she proud of me cuz everyday
I learn from my mistakes and if not
Please find comfort in my apologies
Take a breath tears roll down your face and hit your chest
Hard to glow when your body covered in stress
But you made it out them crevices clocking in and counting blessings
Put my life in the mirror did some reflecting
You see it was necessary
Bars cold as the month of February
D'ussé with a pen it's getting very scary
I ain't want to write this verse man I'd rather write your obituary
Show up to the funeral screaming fuck your family
Spit on your grave, foot in the ass and taking names
To any nigga trying to step to gang
You know we ain't the same
I admit I'm calculating the difference subtracting
All you niggas you left with bitches
I'm still screaming fuck it
You get the spill you tip that bucket
Go ahead and act rugged my niggas they pulling carpet
When me and Mikey Mo was sneaking bitches out the crib
Crib rocking from house parties and dodging them bullets
Niggas knuckin and buckin but we was jookin and movin
Watch yo back, yo front, both sides with both eyes
Hope I fuck this girl before we both die
All praise to the most high
Oh I'm tippin on 44's
Gold spokes while I listen to old Hov
While I'm dodging my old hoes
Nah we riding in Volvo's with the chrome low
Chromosomes get knocked out for talkin deep like Tone Loc
Yajirobe the goat with coke flows and four fours
You don't know?
Don't say my name and choke on gun smoke
Look I know what you thinking
Yeah... I'm a walking contradiction
My trigger finger itching for some friction
I just pray a rapper diss me
I pull out and get my aim on
If you scream all lives matter
I'll fuck around and take yours
It's Zo Yajirobe, nigga
Back to basics
Let's take it back to the basement
These niggas testing my throne
The top they actively chasing
But yet I'm lacking a worry cause what I pack amazing
Vocab outta this world and I'm unmatched with the cadence
The shit y'all coming with underwhelming
Lacking amazement
I'm lightyears ahead of you niggas
Pick up ya paces
Y'all small fries not even a meal fit for a king
And the way I hit my shots
It's like I'm fit for the league
Like Nip money I'm all in
I'm authentic
Every nigga in Rill Spill we all winners
I augment em, them arguments
About who the top dog
We all in em
You niggas is all dinner
Get to cooking
I'm heating up like the stove is on nigga
And niggas really thinking that I won't let off
Thinking Rill Spill ain't lit and that we don't get off
I'll leave ya brain in ya hand
Nigga hold that thought
I walk in the light with the sun to guide me
My shadow at the rear it's always dark behind me
I'll make a cross with my fingers and poof you might see
Some clones just like me if u choose to fight me
Like lightning my shock is at a factor of 10
A generational talent how I drag on my pen
Producing flames from within heat the soul down deep below breathe out slow
Then release the smoke from my lip
Please don't take offense when I JK
LMNO commanding letters like an essay
I could hand you 2 Ls in a row like it's Elle
Ridin in a lac with a mug a bay bay
If u see the caddy baby you know it's coupled with vogues
And if I'm driving that shit you know I'm coupled with hoes
Mhmm that soul body glittered in gold
Sun kissed eternal the sun cooked my mold
Everything I spit is straight poison Bel, Biv, Devoe
Might just have to fraction you down for talking irrational
And my family depending on me like the antidote
Might turn into a cannibal, fuck around and let me tap into
That young nigga who soul mission
Was fucking bitches I did a cleansing
I'm balling like Mr. Clean with the riches
And I can't get caught slipping cuz
I'm way too invested and if it ain't about the money
Or music I'm charging extra and I'm way way way up
Wait like I oughta be born to be a legend call me prodigy
Mama say she proud of me cuz everyday
I learn from my mistakes and if not
Please find comfort in my apologies
Take a breath tears roll down your face and hit your chest
Hard to glow when your body covered in stress
But you made it out them crevices clocking in and counting blessings
Put my life in the mirror did some reflecting
You see it was necessary
Bars cold as the month of February
D'ussé with a pen it's getting very scary
I ain't want to write this verse man I'd rather write your obituary
Show up to the funeral screaming fuck your family
Spit on your grave, foot in the ass and taking names
To any nigga trying to step to gang
You know we ain't the same
I admit I'm calculating the difference subtracting
All you niggas you left with bitches
I'm still screaming fuck it
You get the spill you tip that bucket
Go ahead and act rugged my niggas they pulling carpet
Credits
Writer(s): Taran Jordan Burrell, Corie Littles, Nigel Kemp, Michael Brightman, Lephonzo Burke
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