Half My Life

[Verse 1: Mir Blackwell]
Look, I just been dodging getting cursed for almost half my life
This the shit that had Janemba fucking up the afterlife
I'm flier than the Raijin, ask your wife 'cause I done tagged her twice
And I can get a Five Finger Discount for like half the price
That mean I send my young bouls in it like double the speed
I'm talking Drip$tick and JH - double the B's
So niggas better think twice before they run into me
'Cause I can leave your kids morning like the WB 'cause I'm

[Verse 2: Drip$tick]
Thumbing green, bitch, I took my shot, and they could all catch 'em
Hah, real salty 'bout the shit you couldn't contest with
I'mma raise that fucking bar, and they would not get it
I am what you not, get it? I am what you call credit
Karma, we on business shit, you was on some business trips
Music on decline, I rhyme, and then gain interest
What you call divine is my nine to five, this a different shift
Shift the tone, I could switch the mode, fuck the kiddie shit
Yeah, I feel like I'm the future on my genesecting
My eyes red, she been bugging, thinking she'll get affection
These rappers need to pole vault, think they'll get reception
It's twenty four, I scrapped my whole vault, and this the resurrection

[Verse 3: Mir Blackwell]
Switch the fit like Gundam, check the tech collection
Niggas stuck online, they got an X obsession, shit, I'm still my ex obsession
Shorty wanna smash like I was next to Leffen
She hopes that I get the message like she fucking SOS'ed it
I can't lose my cool or lose to fools, so I just keep the peace
Don't know how to move, fuck up the blue, you dudes must be Elise
Niggas want me backed into a corner like a DVD
So I keep some bald heads on the table like it's TNT, you can't see the team

[Verse 4: Drip$tick]
Got me seeing things slumped in BNB's, I been sleep
How they treat the beats, prods should fee the lease, OK
I was on melodic, now these rappers think I'm sweet
I was taking multi-pockets like my custom fucking jeans, yeah
I can't hang with dweebs, yeah
They was looking scary when I clocked in, could we leave yet?
Drip dropping, know it's tick-tock, man, I'm a sea sickness
Ship dock, I push 'em, criss cross 'em, this ain't peak fitness, talk money, mean fiction

[Outro: Drip$tick]
Not even, I'm not even fazed, bro, twenty twenty four, you know what we're doing, yuh