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50 Percent Video (MV)




Performed By: Young Hrt
Length: 2:57
Written by: Christian Dellaero
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Young Hrt - 50 Percent Lyrics
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Just left a meeting with my thugs I brought home a half percentage
Once I make a million I prolly' feel I'm barley winnin
There's always more to do when you comin out the bottom yuh
Got shit to lose I could be sleepin' on the bottom bunk
I need that fifty fifty split half to me half to my killas
Do she love me do she not I ain't never f*cked with riddles
Heart in the trenches brain on the red carpet I'm stuck in the middle
I know this what God planned for me been rapping since I was a lil
My old friends married to quarters they done fell in love with change
I done weathered every storm you see me dancing in the rain
They ain't seen me since I copped a Lamb' been burnin' up the lanes
Made it when I wasn't posed' to giving thanks to God and pain
Lil' dude coulda went to finals but he back in court
I burn out sideways ain't no hoe make me go back and forth
Been up bout' five days Louis hoodie and some Dior shorts
Ain't on my wave bridge on fire cause you burnt yo' torch
Mike Amiri know my name I was just thuggin' in Levi's
Gangsta been inside my blood prolly' since I was knee high
Always goin for the sack starting job on the D-Line
He say the devil steady callin' gettin' harder to decline
Just left a meeting with my thugs I brought home a half percentage
Once I make a million I prolly' feel I'm barley winnin
There's always more to do when you comin out the bottom yuh
Got shit to lose I could be sleepin' on the bottom bunk
I need that fifty fifty split half to me half to my killas'
Do she love me do she not I ain't never f*cked with riddles
Heart in the trenches brain on the red carpet I'm stuck in the middle
I know this what God planned for me been rapping since I was a lil
Why would I put you in Amiris when you wasn't even true to me
F*cked up bags I shoulda' stacked all of this just feel so new to me
Eleven of us in the section matching jewelry
F*ck a payout rather give em' opportunity
It ain't what you know it's who you know I'm networkin
War scars all across my body but my neck perfect
She hate me this week she love me back by next Thursday
If you gon' stomp the opps just make sho' every step worth it
She say she love how I put the hood on Hrt that's really gangster
I see through smiles I know that happy for me really anger
My youngin hittin' all his shots like the defense took the day off
I only did the shit I did cause I knew that it would pay off
Just left a meeting with my thugs I brought home a half percentage
Once I make a million I prolly' feel I'm barley winnin
There's always more to do when you comin out the bottom yuh
Got shit to lose I could be sleepin' on the bottom bunk
I need that fifty fifty split half to me half to my killas'
Do she love me do she not I ain't never f*cked with riddles
Heart in the trenches brain on the red carpet I'm stuck in the middle
I know this what God planned for me been rapping since I was a lil
Last Donz
One of one one
Run till' my feet bloody
It's always been marathon
We took so many L's
We don't know that we won
We the ones
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Just left a meeting with my thugs I brought home a half percentage
Once I make a million I prolly' feel I'm barley winnin
There's always more to do when you comin out the bottom yuh
Got shit to lose I could be sleepin' on the bottom bunk
I need that fifty fifty split half to me half to my killas
Do she love me do she not I ain't never f*cked with riddles
Heart in the trenches brain on the red carpet I'm stuck in the middle
I know this what God planned for me been rapping since I was a lil
My old friends married to quarters they done fell in love with change
I done weathered every storm you see me dancing in the rain
They ain't seen me since I copped a Lamb' been burnin' up the lanes
Made it when I wasn't posed' to giving thanks to God and pain
Lil' dude coulda went to finals but he back in court
I burn out sideways ain't no hoe make me go back and forth
Been up bout' five days Louis hoodie and some Dior shorts
Ain't on my wave bridge on fire cause you burnt yo' torch
Mike Amiri know my name I was just thuggin' in Levi's
Gangsta been inside my blood prolly' since I was knee high
Always goin for the sack starting job on the D-Line
He say the devil steady callin' gettin' harder to decline
Just left a meeting with my thugs I brought home a half percentage
Once I make a million I prolly' feel I'm barley winnin
There's always more to do when you comin out the bottom yuh
Got shit to lose I could be sleepin' on the bottom bunk
I need that fifty fifty split half to me half to my killas'
Do she love me do she not I ain't never f*cked with riddles
Heart in the trenches brain on the red carpet I'm stuck in the middle
I know this what God planned for me been rapping since I was a lil
Why would I put you in Amiris when you wasn't even true to me
F*cked up bags I shoulda' stacked all of this just feel so new to me
Eleven of us in the section matching jewelry
F*ck a payout rather give em' opportunity
It ain't what you know it's who you know I'm networkin
War scars all across my body but my neck perfect
She hate me this week she love me back by next Thursday
If you gon' stomp the opps just make sho' every step worth it
She say she love how I put the hood on Hrt that's really gangster
I see through smiles I know that happy for me really anger
My youngin hittin' all his shots like the defense took the day off
I only did the shit I did cause I knew that it would pay off
Just left a meeting with my thugs I brought home a half percentage
Once I make a million I prolly' feel I'm barley winnin
There's always more to do when you comin out the bottom yuh
Got shit to lose I could be sleepin' on the bottom bunk
I need that fifty fifty split half to me half to my killas'
Do she love me do she not I ain't never f*cked with riddles
Heart in the trenches brain on the red carpet I'm stuck in the middle
I know this what God planned for me been rapping since I was a lil
Last Donz
One of one one
Run till' my feet bloody
It's always been marathon
We took so many L's
We don't know that we won
We the ones
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Writer: Christian Dellaero
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