HALFTIME INTERLUDE Lyrics – 21 Savage

[Intro]
Woah, yeah, woah, yeah
Woah, yeah, woah

[Verse 1]
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 n!ggas 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 s*it and I caught butterflies
Streets murdered all my n!ggas and I’m traumatized

That’s why I’m killing all yo’ n!ggas, I can’t spare nobody
Oh, you think I’m pu*sy ’cause I rap, huh?
You want me to leave yo’ brains in yo’ lap, huh?
Yo’ b!tch say she love my music ’cause I snap, huh?
You get mad, you picture me hitting her from the back, huh?
Screaming, “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 letting s*it slide, now I’m amped up
Everybody wanna shoot, we had to lap up

[Break]
That s*it weird
And then these n!ggas telling when you get caught
They put the pressure on the b!tch n!gga that’s around you and he tell
Then he a rat, he been, he been that, bruh
Before he got locked up

[Verse 2]
I refuse to argue with n!ggas, I’d rather blick ’em
I refuse to re-up with n!ggas, I’d rather strip ’em
I ain’t seen yo’ b!tch in a minute, she getting thicker
I told her, “Please don’t suck on my tip ’cause that s*it tickle”
My younging lost his brother, he ain’t talking and I feel him
I seen it in his eyes, he just wanna shoot his pistol
You say you with this gangster s*it, lil’ n!gga, 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
N!ggas get they chain snatched, they never snatched mine
Crucial, where the Percs at, I need a halftime