Half & Whole ft. CGBankroll & AP Lyrics

I'll never forget you

You'll always be by my side

From the day that I met you

I knew that I would love you 'til the day I die

And I will never want much more

And in my heart I will always be sure

I will never forget you

And you'll always be by my side

Go

I took a perky back to back before I ate my stomach hurt

Brodie yacking in the Track almost spilled Wock up on my shirt

When you die who gon slide?

Who gon up that Glizzy first?

About mines I'm gon slide ima hop out go to work

You don't know how it feel to put your brother in the dirt

We was posted on that block everyday like it's the first

You a weenie you can't hang around the guys without no reck

My youngin got a flame he tryna put that shit to test

No running

Shots straight to his back it your flesh

Broski bring that Yop out cause I heard he wore a vest

Long live Jack that's my twin you say his name get put to rest

Long live Jack that's my twin you say his name get put to rest

Can't say Brodie name cause if I do he going fed

Main homie turned a bitch I can't say nothing he just misled

Bro in love with catching bodies he throw fits when they attempts

Don't come spinning through this block cause bro gon bomb right on your tint

He having nightmares of the Feds since they came and did a sweep

But I scream"Free the jails!" I got niggas locked without no key

Got homies doing life in hell but I can't call it"Rest in peace"

Probably why bro was snatching life he think bout murder in his sleep

He keep texting on the Gram but I don't think he heard of me

He must not know when we pop out we make his block a murder scene

And way before them ski's we was masked inside that V

And way before them switches bro was pasting every squeeze

They don't talk about FN cause he was kicking shit for weeks

I'm talking pop out on that side put belt to ass to any street

And ain't no shooting out them cars you know you gotta hop out on feet

Bro too savage you know he not gon stop shooting til he bleed

Broski made a play for three P's he get them off

I hit the cut you come around go through the lob Chris Paul

(Grah!)

I'm tryna walk him down for real make him fall

He was reaching on me almost shot his eyes Ray Charles

Pull up on him and he fell it's too late to takeoff

He wasn't cherishing his life that's why they took his face off

This bitch Chinese I fucked her crazy made her scream"Great Wall!"

Cop it half and make it whole I love money I hate y'all

We in the BNB with poles

Come outside you get exposed

Bro can't work a nine to five he rather trap and get the load

Been on they block ten hundred times they actually tell a hundred lies

Ain't no letting up put belt to ass they lost a hundred guys

I'm with the mob you want a pack go hit up ARP Bizz

We can't drop a diss song or mention names we bang heads

Shiest will get you gone for real he get that chance he take his

.556's in this yop this taco toucher break heads

I'm with the Clappers on the eight you diss Bizz them three hits

How y'all say"Brodie ain't bang on shit" he locked for three attempts

I smoke shhh to the face I cloud my lungs with three spliffs

Me and Brodie lived in V's we taking blocks with free spit

We in the back and over North we with Gorillas and the Apes

Bro be jugging dog food he in the trap he scraping plates

Send my bitch to law school so I won't stress about the case

He was swimming with the dolphins they drowned his ass inside the lake

Yeah yeah they drowned his ass inside the lake

Free the boys