Half Empty

[Intro] I'm trying to think, um Yo yo Yo yo yo yo yo Uh, yo [Verse 1] Niggas start sipping and get that false hope Stuck in this room like I'm a lost soul I thought I told y'all Now I'mma have to bogart your position and You may hear me but y'all not listening The light brown Christ It might sound like Two angels doing a duet Alleia and Whitney beside me like a two-step Not to get beside myself but God might help With the funeral arrangements [?] I got the belt Fuck all that struggle rap A hundred dollar checks homie I don't want none of that Pile it outside, damn Fuck is the Hummer at? Niggas getting spoonfed I'm here to bring the hunger back This that dungeon rap I'm 20 now, where I'll be by 21? Statistics say in front of a gun They got my dawg Not make it a hundred and one niggas out the streets Where the fuck is peace? We stuck like leeches Somehow the preachers Never teach us or reach us How can I get so high and still keep my ear to the streets? Local beef ain't on my radar I let you beat and play God Heard Satan don't stay far I'll take your money and play Adolf Niggas gunning down the game but the safety on And I be on the same streets that they say they on These niggas clearer than Avion water And I hope the levy break, shit 'Cause I can't take they shit On top like the day they did Me and the village wild like the baybay kids Hope they take the blade and go against they wrists Let me take you back to stable ground now I understand we can call this a graceful bow out And I'm faded off some shot of brown now Feeling out of town now Faded like I'm chasing chasers Or pink erasers Or being chased by the Undertaker Faded like a night in Vegas That's an understatement Faded like I'm from Jamaica On a hundred acres