Split

We ain’t got nothing to lose
We ain’t got nothing to lose
We ain’t got nothing on what?
We ain’t got nothing on who?
They just be calling me split
My brain and my mind are so split
They just be acting so split
They just be acting so split

Make a mistake but it don't even matter
Them niggas think they can figure my pattern
Hundreds of thousands of racks on a platter
Half of y'all niggas only moving backward
Now I got glasses they calling me Cl4ppers
Dropping my glasses my shit ain't gon shatter
Look at my feet and I'm pulling a dagger
Step in the scene and I'm making them scatter

Yall really don't think that I'm making it right
Shooting so high that I'm looking like Flight
Lot of them niggas is calling me stupid
Just about 2 yеars ago I was fine
Throw it like Brady, I'm throwing it high
They don't bе touching grass just like a fly
Hit up the gas and then go to the Y
Think they know black but they is really white
Don't look in my eye at seven in the morning
Staring at me like nigga you exploring
Hitting the shots that I ain't even forcing
Talking to me like they dealing with more shit
They don't even talk to me when I ain't scoring
Baby on Baby in Charlotte like Hornet
Hundreds of niggas come out here and say
"GGX flow is mother fucking boring"

Set the alarm nigga this shit is special
These pussy niggas would turn to a pretzel
Fuck all my opps nigga this shit is mental
I can’t live life with a number two pencil
Can’t even let myself hang with a bitch
All of a sudden they wanna get ricks
Niggas ain’t real because they is a glitch
GGX life, you don’t know how it is

Got in the lobby they tell me be patient
I don’t got time for no waiting
Walk a few miles thinking they made a statement
Used to play 2k and chill in the basement
I see your pussy ass doing the same thing
I told that nigga to move
Dropping they asses off Fridays at noon
Bitch I can’t wait for a nigga a goon

Niggas don’t hand out a trophy for brodies
Louie V bag bitch it came with rollie
Shooting that bitch just like Manu Ginobli
Take that shit out bitch, I hand it to Toby
Damn I got motion the neighbors is nosy
Niggas is guarding they gotta patrol me
Don’t got no opp because I keep it low key
Step on they ass, niggas know they below me

We ain’t got nothing to lose
We ain’t got nothing to lose
We ain’t got nothing on what?
We ain’t got nothing on who?
They just be calling me split
My brain and my mind are so split
They just be acting so split
They just be acting so split

Make a mistake but it don't even matter
Them niggas think they can figure my pattern
Hundreds of thousands of racks on a platter
Half of y'all niggas only moving backward
Now I got glasses they calling me Cl4ppers
Dropping my glasses my shit ain't gon shatter
Look at my feet and I'm pulling a dagger
Step in the scene and I'm making them scatter