Halfway Home

[Verse 1]

Okay these people think they know me and they might

Imma be honest but that's only for tonight

If you step up to me homie then you know we 'bout to fight

And she want a real man I could show her what that's like

Not really, I'm kind of a pussy

Every fella in the building wants a bite of the cookie

And to be honest I'm overwhelmed

You prolly don't know me well

I'm frontin' like I'm somethin' but it's honestly show and tell

I'm tryna trade my v-card in for a driver's license

They said that I should wait until I find the right chick

So I guess I'll get a girl that I could ride my bike with

And when we grow old she can ride on my nine-inch

Set of rims that I'm gonna buy for my car

Gotta get 'em chromed out 'til they shine with the stars

I tell the truth, I ain't never lied with these bars

On a lazy Sunday man I'm tryna re-charge

[Pre-Chorus]

They don't ever know what to expect, ha

Ima have to show 'em I'm the best, ha

Never knew that I was doper than the rest, ha

Got your girl touchin' on my shoulders and my chest, ha

[Chorus]

Halfway home and I'm feelin' like a winner

Still the young boy but I ain't no beginner

We can get it poppin' if you really want to

You deserve a round so baby come through

[Verse 2]

People think they know me and they might

Ima be honest but that's only for tonight

If you step up to me homie then you know we 'bout to fight

And she want a real man I could show you what that's like, uh

One's in my pocket and some change in the fanny pack

Flows so stupid I be parkin' in the handicap

Parking spot night or day, dark or not hard to stop

[?] I just hit the mic, lay it down and mark the spot

I [?] in the studio

Chillin' with the boys while we steady playin' Yu-Gi-Oh

Girls want my heart 'cause they know the kid is truly dope

Ion play with love though, I ain't Ricky Rubio

But the other side of me thinks maybe I'm just scared

I want a girlfriend that understands and likes playing with my hair

I want a girlfriend that comprehends that everything ain't always fair

And doesn't passive-aggressively have to say that she don't care

[Pre-Chorus]

They don't ever know what to expect, ha

Ima have to show 'em I'm the best, ha

Never knew that I was doper than the rest, ha

Got your girl touchin' on my shoulders and my chest, ha

[Chorus]

Halfway home and I'm feelin' like a winner

Still the young boy but I ain't no beginner

We can get it poppin' if you really want to

You deserve a round so baby come through

[Verse 3]

Ok these people think they know me and they might

Ima be honest but that's only for tonight

If you step up to me homie then you know we 'bout to fight

And she want a real man I could show you what that's like, uh

'Cause I'm extroverted, introverted

Drop a beat I'm finna murk it

Write the bars and spit the verses

All you rappers been deserted

Skippin' dinner, get dessert, I hit the track and get to work

Analyze the situation tryna pick out which is worse

Watchin all these women twerkin', vicious when they get it workin'

Swear to God it's picture-perfect even if it isn't worth it

And I'm writin' 'til the pen is burnin'

Still doin' me just a different version

I'm 'bout to get it go ahead and tell 'em fall back

I got the raw tracks homie you ain't all that

We can get it poppin' if you really want to

You deserve a round so baby come through

[Pre-Chorus]

They don't ever know what to expect, ha

Ima have to show 'em I'm the best, ha

Never knew that I was doper than the rest, ha

Got your girl touchin' on my shoulders and my chest, ha (x2)

[Chorus]

Halfway home and I'm feelin' like a winner

Still the young boy but I ain't no beginner

We can get it poppin' if you really want to

You deserve a round so baby come through (x2)