HALF WAY TO HAS BEEN Lyrics

My name is Wally and I am the best, when I meet a woman I just grab her breast, unless of course she doesn't Give consent

Don't be so funny, you got me in stitches

Halfway, Halfway, Halfway, Halfway to Ashton

Halfway, Half, Half, Halfway

What a fucking Wally

Halfway, Halfway to a has-been

Halfway to a has-been

Everybody that I know tells me that I'll never make it

But once I get to rapping, all around me all I see is nothing but booty shaking

Halfway to a has-been

Everybody that I know tells me that I'm such a loser

But once I get to rapping, all around me all I see is people dancing at they shoes

Halfway to a has-been

Everything's a treasure when you come up from a trash can

And no matter what shit happens, might as well climb into your seat and get strapped in

Half man, half monster, half crazy

Round the house, they don't know if I'm Patrick or I'm Swayze

Not the type of dude that would ghost a dirty dancer, if only Julie knew more than she would've stood a chance

Sure, I guess you'd rather be some other dude's side chick

No other woman is comparable to my chick

Big titties, fat ass, and I'm thighs thick

When she opens up the kiddie pool, I dive in

Lines thin, ain't getting blurred

This girl just caught me staring like I was a wide-eyed nerd

She got me twisted worse than a Tidex shirt

But she loves my goofy ass and the vibe I serve

Halfway to a has-been

Everybody that I know tells me that I'll never make it

But once I get to rapping, all around me all I see is nothing but booty shaking

Halfway to a has-been

Everybody that I know tells me that I'm such a loser

But once I get to rapping, all around me all I see is people dancing at they shoes

Halfway to a has-been

Anything is better than waking up in a casket

And I promise two things happens

I'ma be alright and I'ma be there for my kids

Yeah, the entire wife, six of them

Fuck with us and they will notify you next again

Man, I'm a bonafide thespian

Even though I don't even know what that even is

If you cannot tell me how you're feeling, how am I supposed to help you

But you'd rather be a baiter

Baby, ain't no alpha action happening in 90 seconds

I would end up having to put my foot inside your fucking ass

And there won't be no laughter

Laugh now, cry later

Cry now and die faded

Man, I'd rather die later

Die faded and die fast

The cost of doing business is halfway to a has-been

Shit just keeps spinning

Halfway to a has-been

Everybody that I know tells me that I'll never make it

But once I get to rapping

All around me all I see is death and my booty shaking

Halfway to a has-been

Everybody that I know tells me that I'm such a loser

But once I get to rapping

All around me all I see is people dancing at they shoes