HALFTIME INTERLUDE

Lyrics by：Shéyaa Bin Abraham-Joseph/Ozan Yildirim/Jacob Reske

Composed by：Shéyaa Bin Abraham-Joseph/Ozan Yildirim/Jacob Reske

Produced by：OZ/Reske

Woah yeah woah yeah

Woah yeah woah

If you cross me and you ain't dead you better thank God

I love Johnny to death that's why I named my son Shaad

Ain't too many niggas left on the Eastside that I ain't robbed

I wake up and hustle every day 'cause I done felt starved

When I was young we stole candy now it's homicides

On the way to splat some shit and I caught butterflies

Streets murdered all my niggas and I'm traumatized

That's why I'm killin' all yo' niggas I can't spare nobody

Oh you think I'm pussy 'cause I rap huh?

You want me to leave yo' brains in yo' lap huh?

Yo' bitch say she love my music 'cause I snap huh?

You get mad you picturе me hittin' her from the back huh?

Screamin' "Free him" and you know your brother a rat huh?

Y'all gon' break and bend the G-code for them racks huh?

I been lettin' shit slide now I'm amped up

Everybody wanna shoot we had to lap up

That shit weird

And then these niggas tellin' when you get caught

They put the pressure on the bitch that's around you and he tell

Then he a rat he been he been that bruh

Before he got locked up

I refuse to argue with niggas I'd rather blick 'em

I refuse to re-up with niggas I'd rather strip 'em

I ain't seen yo' bitch in a minute she gettin' thicker

I told her "Please don't suck on my tip 'cause that shit tickle"

My youngin' lost his brother he ain't talkin' and I feel him

I seen it in his eyes he just wanna shoot his pistol

You say you with this gangster shit lil' nigga that come with it

The choppa in my room by the bed lil' bruh go get it

Way before the rap lines used to clap mine

Leave his ass flatline yeah I'm on that time

Niggas get they chain snatched they never snatched mine

Crucial where the Percs at I need a halftime