More Than Half
(Helluva made this beat, baby)
I'm just thinkin' to myself like
Ayy, y'all oughta chill (Why you say that?)
I know how my granny felt, my neck keep runnin' up this water bill
Tryna get it up and give my brothers 'nem a source for real
I need 'em out the streets 'cause
They gon' spin 'til ain't no more to kill (Need 'em out)
How the fuck I front you and you short me still? (Fuckin' pussy)
Your friends 'nem was in the streets
I was off the porch for real (I was)
You know we gon' get them stragglers
If we can't score for real (Anybody)
Comin' out his crib, he ain't gon'
Fake it from that door for real (Crib)
All-star Tee, I was ballin' hard before the deal (Ah)
Runnin' through them clubs, knockin' baddiеs down before the M's (Ah)
Tryna lеave some B's for my C's, I can't sit still (I can't)
Niggas that ain't used to be on shit ain't on shit still (Niggas hoes)
Niggas on the same shit, me, you know I lane switch
Icy chain, plain wrist, different .40, same clip (What else?)
Different hoes, same dick, you can't touch my side bitch
I can take your main bitch, nigga (Don't play with me, nigga)
'Member Cody days, bein' in the classroom with knots (I remember)
'Member college days, I was with my mans pickin' locks (I remember)
'Member county days, goin' to the bathroom to box
Fast-forward now, foreign, no top, grippin' my chop (Boom)
We don't play about that munyun, get on your ass 'bout it
I do all real shit, you can't say nothin' bad 'bout me (You can't)
I'll be done with this shit when I get like nine columns (Yeah)
If you was in my shoes, you would've broke
I'd bet my last dollar (My last dollar)
Half these niggas gon' fold, gang (They gon' fold, bro)
Half these niggas gon' go out like some hoes, gang (I'm tellin' you)
Half these niggas done already told, gang (I seen it)
I'm never bendin' paperwork
I never upped that bitch and froze, gang (I ain't never)
Half these hoes some sluts, gang (I'm tellin' you)
Half these hoes don't deserve one percent of your trust
Gang (I seen it)
Some hoes just meant to be fucked, gang (You hear me?)
'Cause they'll be in niggas' face if you go broke or be in cuffs
Gang (You hear me?)
I'm just thinkin' to myself like
Ayy, y'all oughta chill (Why you say that?)
I know how my granny felt, my neck keep runnin' up this water bill
Tryna get it up and give my brothers 'nem a source for real
I need 'em out the streets 'cause
They gon' spin 'til ain't no more to kill (Need 'em out)
How the fuck I front you and you short me still? (Fuckin' pussy)
Your friends 'nem was in the streets
I was off the porch for real (I was)
You know we gon' get them stragglers
If we can't score for real (Anybody)
Comin' out his crib, he ain't gon'
Fake it from that door for real (Crib)
All-star Tee, I was ballin' hard before the deal (Ah)
Runnin' through them clubs, knockin' baddiеs down before the M's (Ah)
Tryna lеave some B's for my C's, I can't sit still (I can't)
Niggas that ain't used to be on shit ain't on shit still (Niggas hoes)
Niggas on the same shit, me, you know I lane switch
Icy chain, plain wrist, different .40, same clip (What else?)
Different hoes, same dick, you can't touch my side bitch
I can take your main bitch, nigga (Don't play with me, nigga)
'Member Cody days, bein' in the classroom with knots (I remember)
'Member college days, I was with my mans pickin' locks (I remember)
'Member county days, goin' to the bathroom to box
Fast-forward now, foreign, no top, grippin' my chop (Boom)
We don't play about that munyun, get on your ass 'bout it
I do all real shit, you can't say nothin' bad 'bout me (You can't)
I'll be done with this shit when I get like nine columns (Yeah)
If you was in my shoes, you would've broke
I'd bet my last dollar (My last dollar)
Half these niggas gon' fold, gang (They gon' fold, bro)
Half these niggas gon' go out like some hoes, gang (I'm tellin' you)
Half these niggas done already told, gang (I seen it)
I'm never bendin' paperwork
I never upped that bitch and froze, gang (I ain't never)
Half these hoes some sluts, gang (I'm tellin' you)
Half these hoes don't deserve one percent of your trust
Gang (I seen it)
Some hoes just meant to be fucked, gang (You hear me?)
'Cause they'll be in niggas' face if you go broke or be in cuffs
Gang (You hear me?)
Credits
Writer(s): Martin Mccurtis, Terry Sanchez Wallace
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Link
Other Album Tracks
Altri album
- Post Traumatic
- Blow for Blow (feat. J. Cole)
- Blow for Blow (feat. J. Cole) - Single
- Detroit (feat. 42 Dugg) - Single
- Detroit (feat. 42 Dugg)
- Robbery 7 - Single
- Swear to God (feat. Future) [Sped up & Slowed Down] - Single
- Swear to God (feat. Future) - Single
- Suffer In Silence - Single
- Suffer In Silence
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