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Now you talking about letting up fuck you punk I beg your pardon 
I grab this mic, remember this!? Yeah you wanna forget  
In the golden era half you

on the low (huh)
It's funny how life really goes
You hit me up talkin' about I miss you, let's be bros

Woah
Imma pass
I don't give a fuck about your past
If

and will you wait for life to pass you by 
as you protect it all inside?

kinda wild, felt alone, and created my own style

Broke my glasses in half, seemed like it was on purpose 
Since my vision was non existent nobody could

still got a half a pill I let her pop
We blazed - by the time we hit the tel she hot
Ready to drop her drawers, ready to be freaked
Ready to suck on them

even half off me. Get the cheese by any means I’m trappin out the Applebee’s. Pussy niggas mad my diamonds wet they coast to coast. You was blowin up her

way around
Square nigga you was never round
Pack a back woods roll a half ounce
Tryna be me but you can't amount

Tryna stack it higher open new

still got a half a pill I let her pop
We blazed - by the time we hit the 'tel she hot
Ready to drop her drawers, ready to be freaked
Ready to suck on them

hold off on you lifeless lames 
I guess you were intrigued by this priceless name
They call me Jack pissy half for horse 
And most the time I'm caught

don’t want a half
I want a whole boat
Pass em out
Like skittles
We can all float
I don’t want a drum
I want a drum set
Get the Whole hood strapped
Nd

of this shit so tell em pass the fuckin' crown

Bitch I'm smokin on this loud loud loud loud loud
Bitch I smoke it out the pound pound pound pound pound

and a half
After launch from here at the Kennedy Space Center
Stones on my back, broke teeth
Say you don't wanna get cold feet
Same day, I get no late fee
I

I've seen this place once before
In a dream or was it more
Ain't a face I know by name
I'm getting lost in these scenes
Maze of yellows and greens

you want to
I've been by the shit, don't ask what I'm gonna do
Now, take a ride with the hoss
Half ounce of slangin' the soft
Now that's some OG talk

spray
Shoot just like Von got good aim
I'm picking up front ends, back ends

Fetenal on the Reggie, I'm taxing
Oh, you want it come get you a half then

she got that Kush then I laugh it off
Cause that just means that I hit it twice before I pass it off

These bitches is trampolines, they just
Fill

bitch up so much, they know who playin
with the bag I'm just sayin' is you mad

Ayy, half yall can't do it like me Smokin' that good shit inside of a Leaf

cold
Where did y'all go
I cant feel shit no more
Cant feel shit no more


Don't catch me on slack
Cost me half a stack 
High cost for that rack
Rather be

for that old body to hold on to
So it up and grew some wings on a Wednesday in January
On a Wednesday in January
Heard us takin shots in your name with

the flame to the end of the blunt
Trynna see the older me but the other half of me affected by my past
Sipping on this flask
That's the whisky
No the blunt I

wanna make it better
I can't love another
I wanna make love
To our favorite song
Then we smoke a joint
Till we pass out
And we roll again
And we talk it

longing for the past
Just know your future short
I'm straight to it I don't half step
You got something for me pass that
Paypal or Cash app
Bear with me I'm

I been in this isolation and I feel the time tick by
But I been running out of patience
So I guess I oughta try to break it down before I break down

Still, uninspired by drug empires and crooks
I've been sitting with lions, no, these the giants they book
In Dutch prisons, this ain't no drug