50% Lyrics

I'm a hundred percent myself

Fifty percent my wealth

Fifty percent my health

Fifty percent need help

But fifty percent can't fix on this shit they self

Company that I kept

After this shit where my father just heavenly left

Watching the way they melt

Dwindle this shit down, I'm my only rep

You gotta city to rep

I gotta family dealing with cards not dealt

Dealing with pain I felt

Empty as shit, boy feeling like empty as hell

I tried to empty my shell

Come out of it but the world its never meaning well

Computerized thoughts like Dell

I know some kids shooting on the corner like Dell

Got it on lock, no bail

Heavenly sent but steadily giving em hell

Money too fat like Trel

Making this music, that's the only thing that sell

I work too hard just to fail

Pardon the way that I climb to the top, no stair

Using these beats with a snare

I had a plan but it seemed like nobody else cared

Nobody cared but I don't even need it though

Strong as hell, I get that from my people hoe

Cold as hell, I pulled out my anemic flow

Settle well then you never gone reach ya goal

Drive strong, like I'm whipping a vehicle

Dead wrong, if you thinking I need a hoe

Head gone if I'm sending my people though

Now

I got some reasons to frown

But if I lose myself in all this lil bullshit, I might as well return the crown

Tryna see who all down

Before I start moving around

Only thing you can trust is the words that come outta my motherfucking mouth and all of my nouns, I'm doing this now

I'm a hundred percent myself

Fifty percent my wealth

Fifty percent my health

Fifty percent need help

But fifty percent can't fix on this shit they self

Company that I kept

After this shit where my father just heavenly left

Watching the way they melt

Dwindle this shit down, I'm my only rep

You gotta city to rep

I gotta family dealing with cards not dealt

Dealing with pain I felt

Empty as shit, boy feeling like empty as hell

I tried to empty my shell

Come out of it but the world its never meaning well

Computerized thoughts like Dell

I know some kids shooting on the corner like Dell

Got it on lock, no bail

Heavenly sent but steadily giving em hell

Money too fat like Trel

Making this music, that's the only thing that sell

I work too hard just to fail

Pardon the way that I climb to the top, no stair

Using these beats with a snare

I had a plan but it seemed like nobody else cared