The Half

Five am
Beep Beep
Nighty Night to deep sleep
Hands in the cookie jar
A foot past wrist deep
Tip toes out to be home in a half
Got his whip off the block onto the ave

Through the door
Upstairs,
Showers off the lust yeah
Scrub his belly
Repeat
Remembered shorty bust there
Sneaks in next to his lady and knocks
Half hour later she's up wit a pot

Early bird
Thats the word
Though she don't cluck for them
Gotta her man up top
And she has love for him
Got faith he'll find a gig one day
'Til then she's gotta grind for the pay
He wakes up 2pm
Grabs up the fruit loops
Shakes em up
Yeah there's a couple scoops
Got faith he'll find a gig one day
'Til then she's gotta grind for the pay

You
Deserve
The world
At last
Unfulfilled
When withheld
The half

You
Deserve
The world
At last
Unfulfilled
When withheld
The half

Pen touch
Pull it back
Nah too obvious
Press again
Stroke stroke
She'll be proud of this
Make it too easy they'll sing every word
Force em think you a queen on the brink

Run it back
Shit's trash
Can't believe she spit that
Peeped game rearranged
Brushed up on her syntax
Rhymes so sharp cut her tongue on a bar
Doper than niggas in her hood by far
A&R hears her songs
Checks up on her Tik-Tok
Jeans with a hoodie
And they ask her where the hip pops
Twerk this twerk that
Strip down
Flip back
Maybe we can chit chat
Long shot in hell
If all you do is spit raps
No shade
You real
But I need you gift wrapped
Oh well
Fuck that
Got faith she'll be a top emcee
While keeping her soul on a lock n key

You
Deserve
The world
At last
Unfulfilled
When withheld
The half

You
Deserve
The world
At last
Unfulfilled
When withheld
The half



Credits
Writer(s): Laurence Ekperigin
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