Halftime

You ever had it All and lost it, Had To get it back On the road exhausted Pressure in the trunk, Gen 5 Fully Loaded in my lap Common Wealth trapping Be cautious, how & where you Move it at $450 into 12, was a slow last Couple months Unexpected problems had me in a Jam Can't complain I could be sitting in that cell I was bending I ain't break I fell off trynna build with niggas My niggas, ain't help me Caused me lose my pape Now I'm back playing bully ball, Ball hog I ain't feeding nobody that I did not create Fuxk - love - too My heart filling up with hate Live opposite of what they preach Shit driving me insane Yo big homie call me big homie Boy we is not the same I ain't dying for nobody That ain't risk they life with me I ain't saving none these niggas What the f*ck the you do for me Everyone so brudda, bro, gang Ganger When they see you start to eat Man back the f*ck back Get the hell away from me I dragged myself from out them Storms It was me that got fire goin in the Cold So everyone around could warm It was me sacrificing cheeze Helped the weakest niggas eat Now I'm coming with a Vengeance Any sauce that I get I can't put you on If he claiming he my opp I probably fucked his women Never ever had a team It's just me I'm just - one man Can't say I'm eating off the legal shit Back going crazy with the Grams Ion got no friends Only brothers who you see me With I never pullled a SCAM In return for some Washingtons Healed broken hearts just to break Em down again Toxic king The one they want Really shouldn't deal with Competing really ain't my style You can have the little bitch Dog, competing really ain't my Style you can have the little bitch