Halfway
(AV with that drip, hoe)
(SephGotTheWaves)
(Mathias, hehehe)
She tellin' me meet her halfway (uh)
But I can't right now, you caught me on a bad day (oh)
I'm finna roll up this wood, don't need a ashtray
They tell me keep on pushing just to get last place (oh)
She tellin' me meet her halfway (oh)
But I can't right now you caught me on a bad day (oh)
I'm finna roll up this wood, don't need a ashtray
They tell me keep on pushing just to get last place (oh)
Shawty, I got a feeling this is heresy
You should know I've been pulling all the bitches to my place
I don't meet em' halfway, hey
'Least I'm man enough to say that shit right to your face
I want some blacked-out rims
With a blacked-out horse
Fuck that couple of York's
In a big body with new lil' Taurus
That's why I cannot be yours
How can you run in my mind
When I'm running this money up?
Cause my dreams way too big
And it ain't got time to fit the both of us, so yеah
Bitch I'm up, and you stuck in yo mama's house
Blaming me for that shit, what you on about?
Honestly, I feel better when you not around
Talking down my name to my friend's heart
Faking smiles I know it's all pretenders
So no, I ain't tryna make amends
Waiting, I'm just waiting for the end, end
She tellin' me meet her halfway (uh)
But I can't right now, you caught me on a bad day (oh)
I'm finna roll up this wood, don't need a ashtray
They tell me keep on pushing just to get last place (oh)
She tellin' me meet her halfway (oh)
But I can't right now you caught me on a bad day (oh)
I'm finna roll up this wood, don't need a ashtray
They tell me keep on pushing just to get last place (yuh, yeah)
You keep on pushing on me love
Pack yo shit, I'm out the door
Just admit that you were wrong
Another bitch, another liar
Feelings split between my minds and desires
She for the streets
Another bag, another hoe
To think that that was our love
But always had that thought on my mind
Met you through a friend of Miz
A couple sentences
And the spells was all done
Finding secondhand was my luck
Trippin' off that, I D'd up
Put it on the amount of bitch
Always plottin' twistin'
I'd rather set fire
She told me meet her halfway
But I can't right now you caught me on a bad day
I'm finna roll up this wood, don't need a ashtray
They tell me keep on pushing just to get last place
Yeah
(SephGotTheWaves)
(Mathias, hehehe)
She tellin' me meet her halfway (uh)
But I can't right now, you caught me on a bad day (oh)
I'm finna roll up this wood, don't need a ashtray
They tell me keep on pushing just to get last place (oh)
She tellin' me meet her halfway (oh)
But I can't right now you caught me on a bad day (oh)
I'm finna roll up this wood, don't need a ashtray
They tell me keep on pushing just to get last place (oh)
Shawty, I got a feeling this is heresy
You should know I've been pulling all the bitches to my place
I don't meet em' halfway, hey
'Least I'm man enough to say that shit right to your face
I want some blacked-out rims
With a blacked-out horse
Fuck that couple of York's
In a big body with new lil' Taurus
That's why I cannot be yours
How can you run in my mind
When I'm running this money up?
Cause my dreams way too big
And it ain't got time to fit the both of us, so yеah
Bitch I'm up, and you stuck in yo mama's house
Blaming me for that shit, what you on about?
Honestly, I feel better when you not around
Talking down my name to my friend's heart
Faking smiles I know it's all pretenders
So no, I ain't tryna make amends
Waiting, I'm just waiting for the end, end
She tellin' me meet her halfway (uh)
But I can't right now, you caught me on a bad day (oh)
I'm finna roll up this wood, don't need a ashtray
They tell me keep on pushing just to get last place (oh)
She tellin' me meet her halfway (oh)
But I can't right now you caught me on a bad day (oh)
I'm finna roll up this wood, don't need a ashtray
They tell me keep on pushing just to get last place (yuh, yeah)
You keep on pushing on me love
Pack yo shit, I'm out the door
Just admit that you were wrong
Another bitch, another liar
Feelings split between my minds and desires
She for the streets
Another bag, another hoe
To think that that was our love
But always had that thought on my mind
Met you through a friend of Miz
A couple sentences
And the spells was all done
Finding secondhand was my luck
Trippin' off that, I D'd up
Put it on the amount of bitch
Always plottin' twistin'
I'd rather set fire
She told me meet her halfway
But I can't right now you caught me on a bad day
I'm finna roll up this wood, don't need a ashtray
They tell me keep on pushing just to get last place
Yeah
Credits
Writer(s): Jelani Lofton, Sujayr Dharamarajah, Yung Kage, Shi Liu
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