50/50 Twin

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[50/50 Twin] 

If you eat as you cook, you won't have a full plate 

All nighters everynight, on the block I stood late 

The cash start burning my pocket, I couldn't wait 

Chopping rocks, making predictions off what I would make 

In the game you can't double, everything you spend 

My big dog told me Twin, move it fast as you can 

Like Biggie front shit is punk shit, have nothing to lend 

Save that change get a piggy bank, stuff the shit in 

You never know when them quarters, gon come in handy 

Somebody could come rob you, and charge to your family 

Gotta crack it all his piggy bank, that's horrible ain't it 

Can't afford a lawyer, judges do you raw in the anus 

Cars on chrome to police, like kids in a candy store 

They cut holes in your seats, dismantle your door 

I don't have shit bitch, what you harassing me for 

Because you black guys always, flashing your cars what 



[Hook x2] 

Grinding ain't on my mind, while shining is on my mind 

Shining ain't on my mind, while grinding is on my mind 

In order to shine I grind, I grind in order to shine 

You wanna shine grind, grind if you wanna shine 



[50/50 Twin] 

While I'm hustling, I'm riding in a low key car 

144 ounces, that's a four ki car 

If I get caught with that, the judge gon throw me far 

If a bitch ride with me, she gotta show me jaw 

I must complete my destination, make it another day 

I'm a grown man, see lil' boys they get to run and play 

The last thing I need is, to be facing another case 

Trying to get the first worm, waking up before day 

You standing on the block, dressed in fancy is a no-no 

Old school cats with cash, they dressing like a hobo 

A black dude that lost discriminated, the Lex fo' do' 

Shining car tattoos, associate with sell snow cones 

Shine while you grind, you only waste your little time 

You will never see profit, you spend every little dime 

Be ready for the drought man, it's getting winter time 

Waste nothing eat everything, on the plate at dinner time 



[Hook x2] 



[50/50 Twin] 

I swear, while writing this song on my spot 

Three jump-out boys jumped out, and told my boys don't try 

Thought I was a school boy, cause I had my folder 

I'm always calm, even if I have my yola 

Ounces under the baby, they ain't gon grab the stroller 

Anyway I scratched out, when two female friends rolled up 

Like a Goodyear blimp, I stay on top of my game 

Guilty by association, don't hang out with the lame 

While shining jackers pull up, start popping the thang 

You can't even steer the snap, they even shot up your grain 

Spend it all (uh-uh), save it all (uh-huh) 

See the laws run from, stand still dump son 

It's Christmas time they hungry, trying to get they bonus 

New Years the judge throw time, trying to get real up on it 

Ten po pulled up departed, and said you see what's on it 

When you get out you'll have grown daughters, 25 years gon get 



[Hook x4]
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