H.A.L.T. Lyrics

Yo, it's part of my ritual, Stack up my chips until I'm feeling invisible

I know it's habitual, paper in general yeah it be coming in intervals

Get off of my genitals Bank of America be thinking a nigga a criminal

I must admit, the support was minimal And that used to, used to get me down

No, no, not, now, who fuckin' with me now? None of you clowns

And they won't tempt me now

To, to, step down, I got the recipe now The whole crew eat now

See I done been denied Way too much now before

I used to be like, God, see what you hating me for?

And then I said, said, nah, nigga, build your own road

It went from may I please to Who gon' stop me for sure

You know, know

Couldn't even pick a better time or place to go

Houston to Atlanta, out to London, Tokyo

I'm just thankful we ain't gotta do what we used to no more

Celebrating everyday cause now we gettin' to the dough

Couldn't even pick a better time or place to go

Houston to Atlanta, out to London, Tokyo I'm just thankful we ain't gotta do what we used to no more

Cause now we gettin' to the, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Ok so dreams, you living them now? feel stuck in between, you're writing the down

You building a team, you speak it out loud Anything that impedes, you clearing it out

Get vicious and mead and stop living in doubt

You planting them seeds, and watchin' them sprout

Or you're just living to make a living And waitin' for everybody else to figure it out

Okay, my nigga, we on it, on it, refuse to look back

Placing blame for your failures, oh no, we never do that

That's why we stand up and own it, own it, then double right back

Cause I been down, down bad, but I wouldn't win without that

And now we win, win, win, and stay on ten, ten, ten

Stuck in that cycle, will turn you psycho Gotta break that trend and blend it in

Now we win, win, win, and stay on ten, ten, ten

Stuck in that cycle, will turn you psycho cycle Gotta break that trend and blend it in

Let's get it,

Gotta get it out the mud, it's a motto, ayy

Ain't nobody gonna take me for me job, okay

Spot a hater out like vitiligo, nigga I know on a high note I don't play,

With these idiots, really thinking that, that we equals at anything in rap

Victorious lap

If you claiming that, you a iller killa, lil' nigga, where you at

I'm the muthafucking best, right

Little nigga from the west side, feeling hella blessed, I

Never set up for nothin', less than the best, if you invest in a yes I'm still coming for your neck

I, let the verbal tech fly, hide em left right leave em' stretched out

You the best out, well, I guess not

Hundred miles and running blessings coming in abundance

Ain't no way they gonna leave me left out, let's ride

Couldn't even pick a better time or place to go

Houston to Atlanta, out to London, Tokyo

I'm just thankful we ain't gotta do what we used to no more

Celebrate it every day, and now we gettin' to the dough

Couldn't even pick a better time or place to go

Houston to Atlanta, out to London, Tokyo

I'm just thankful we ain't gotta do what we used to no more

Focus, now we gettin' to the

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah