Halftime ft. NYAJ Kayne Lyrics

"Bro, you know I'll never tell you nothing wrong, bro"

"You just gotta stay strong, bruh, stay prayed up, bruh"

"And stay consistent, bruh"

"Cause' you feel me, adversity gon' come"

"But, what you gon' do when it's yo' time, bruh"

"What is you gon' do when it's yo' time to shine, bruh"

"Everybody time coming"

(Skrr skrr) (Yeah)

(You already know how we rockin' mane) (Yeah)

(Yeah, huh,) (Purpp, Kayne)

(Purpp, Kayne)

(Yea, brddd)

I made my family proud

Ain't gotta flex but designer my gown

In my own lane I'm above all the law

Kiss on her neck, made her soak up her draws

Don't touch the court, but my Joe's, yea, we ball (Huh?, Yeah, Huh?)

Don't touch the court, but my Joe, yea, we ball

Don't touch the court, but my Joe, yea, we ball

I made my family proud

Ain't gotta flex but designer my gown

In my own lane I'm above all the law

Kiss on her neck, made her soak up her draws

Don't touch the court, but my Joe's, yea, we ball (Yea, Huh?, Ball, Huh?)

Don't touch the court, but my Joe, yea, we ball

Don't touch the court, but my Joe, yea, we ball

I'm off a pill for real

I got some partners that kill for real

I tote the steele for real

Remember when I had to steal for real

Kayne and purpp, sippin' on purple

Fuck from the back and she said that I hurt her

Come out her shell I ain't talking bout' turtle

Fuck with my homie, You know I'm gon' murk ya'

Ya'll call him Kayne, but I know him as Radi

Step to my dog and we gon' catch a body

Chillin' with purpp and we smoking exotic

Play with the Joe, we put you on a island

Pushin' a foreign, no Lamb, this a Rari

Fucked her so long took her soul out her body

Never sold dope, but good price on Biscotti

Bad bitch she with me, she lookin' like Miley

I made my family proud

Ain't gotta flex but designer my gown

In my own lane I'm above all the law

Kiss on her neck, made her soak up her draws

Don't touch the court, but my Joe's, yea, we ball (Huh?, Yeah, Huh?)

Don't touch the court, but my Joe, yea, we ball

Don't touch the court, but my Joe, yea, we ball

She suck on my dick and she lick on my balls

I ain't a worker, lil bitch, I'm a boss

Me and lil Kayne, we pull up and we ball

I catch a play like i'm Randy Moss

Randy Moss, caught em' off guard

I got some homies that's doing the fraud

Smokin' this purp and I feel like a God

Bitch i'm a demon, I cannot be crossed

Slept on the kid now I'm waking' em' up

Wock is my water, I doubled the cup

Catch me (Inaudible), We don't fuck with no duck

Not your average Joe, yea, I'm tatting it up

Been makin' money come add the shit up

Don't like to flex but my Joe know what's up

Chasin' my dreams and it's up and it's stuck

(Yea bitch I'm stuck cause' I'm sippin' on cups)

I made my family proud

Ain't gotta flex but designer my gown

In my own lane I'm above all the law

Kiss on her neck, made her soak up her draws

Don't touch the court, but my Joe's, yea, we ball (Huh?, Huh?)

Don't touch the court, but my Joe, yea, we ball

Don't touch the court, but my Joe, yea, we ball