"50%" lyrics
...your shit was pretty...
...was pretty ass if you– yeah
This shit, man
Aye, look
Your shit was pretty
Hmm, ass if you ask me
Your shit was pretty "haha"
Laughs, if you ask me
I'm a masterclass, when me and the track meet
The clash establishes I'm passed your average athlete
At a beat, I run it with fast feet, can't catch me
Whooping ass, giving 'em elbows, hands and feet
Grown man money, can't CashApp me these grand fees
We ain't makin' lil boy bands, no [?] or Raz Bs
These niggas be too okay with the okay bars
I take breaks but I don't stray far/ We back
It don't even feel like OJs gone
These new niggas killin' that white girl, snortin' that crack
Poppin' them pills got 'em lazy, but me, I'm relaxed, they tweakin'
I'm making tweaks to things that I lack, they tweetin'
I'm pushin' two plates and burnin' face fat, they peekin'
And on my surface there's barely a scratch, believe me
I'm just getting started it's not in me to quit
Was an alcoholic, it took everything in me to quit
Anything you heard before now is like fifty percent
I talk more shit to 50 Cent, bitch, give me a mint
Tip me a Ben, [?] a grizzly get bit
All this peaceful shit I been on got me itchy for grit
Been celibate, I need to dick something thick and some grits
Something been missin', yeah, I think I know what it is
I haven't been able to give the gift that I have been given, on God
I ain't dropped in so long, I get surprised
When I can recognize that's what happens when you drop records that can stand the test of time
Now a nigga back with a better mind
The East & West is mine, I'm blessed, divine all intertwined
I'm the West's best kept secret, I ain't ever lied
Some people been aware but the rest kept sleeping and some will never rise
This something only the real will recognize
So go ahead, nigga, rest your eyes
Don't worry 'bout it, nigga, leave the rest to Cozz
Some recognize it's the influence, my guess is God
How else I find a way through it against the odds?
Yeah, y'all pretty ass if you ask me
Y'all shit is pretty "haha", laughs if you ask me
I'm a masterclass, when me and the track meet
The clash establishes I'm passed your average athlete, on God
Yeah, this is the warmup for 25, baby
I felt inspired, wanted to come in real quick
Shoutout to G, shoutout Lamine in this bitch
We outside
...was pretty ass if you– yeah
This shit, man
Aye, look
Your shit was pretty
Hmm, ass if you ask me
Your shit was pretty "haha"
Laughs, if you ask me
I'm a masterclass, when me and the track meet
The clash establishes I'm passed your average athlete
At a beat, I run it with fast feet, can't catch me
Whooping ass, giving 'em elbows, hands and feet
Grown man money, can't CashApp me these grand fees
We ain't makin' lil boy bands, no [?] or Raz Bs
These niggas be too okay with the okay bars
I take breaks but I don't stray far/ We back
It don't even feel like OJs gone
These new niggas killin' that white girl, snortin' that crack
Poppin' them pills got 'em lazy, but me, I'm relaxed, they tweakin'
I'm making tweaks to things that I lack, they tweetin'
I'm pushin' two plates and burnin' face fat, they peekin'
And on my surface there's barely a scratch, believe me
I'm just getting started it's not in me to quit
Was an alcoholic, it took everything in me to quit
Anything you heard before now is like fifty percent
I talk more shit to 50 Cent, bitch, give me a mint
Tip me a Ben, [?] a grizzly get bit
All this peaceful shit I been on got me itchy for grit
Been celibate, I need to dick something thick and some grits
Something been missin', yeah, I think I know what it is
I haven't been able to give the gift that I have been given, on God
I ain't dropped in so long, I get surprised
When I can recognize that's what happens when you drop records that can stand the test of time
Now a nigga back with a better mind
The East & West is mine, I'm blessed, divine all intertwined
I'm the West's best kept secret, I ain't ever lied
Some people been aware but the rest kept sleeping and some will never rise
This something only the real will recognize
So go ahead, nigga, rest your eyes
Don't worry 'bout it, nigga, leave the rest to Cozz
Some recognize it's the influence, my guess is God
How else I find a way through it against the odds?
Yeah, y'all pretty ass if you ask me
Y'all shit is pretty "haha", laughs if you ask me
I'm a masterclass, when me and the track meet
The clash establishes I'm passed your average athlete, on God
Yeah, this is the warmup for 25, baby
I felt inspired, wanted to come in real quick
Shoutout to G, shoutout Lamine in this bitch
We outside
