Half A Bird G Perico & Dave East

[Intro: G Perico]
(Low the Great)
(Is that Trey?)
Uh, yeah
I took a half an ounce, turned it to a half a bird
Wait, wait, look, look, look

[Verse 1: G Perico]
I took a half an ounce, turned it to a half a bird
At the deaf man house on 103rd
Yeah, uh, ghetto nigga with ambition
All I cared about was hustlin', all I cared about was Crippin'
Eastside of the hundreds
The opps come writin' on the walls and we go back bustin'
Bruce Wayne AKA Duron
Niggas dissin' on the net, what is you on?
I call a spade a spade and a fade is a fade
A good look and real business is two different things
I be in meetings that niggas scared to talk in or even walk in
They said I wouldn't get the budget, but I got it
I'm recouping like crazy
Big royalty checks attached to my statements

[Interlude: G Perico]
Man, we making movies around this motherfucker, you know what I'm sayin'?
Comin' up from nothing, straight up out the ghetto
Having nothing, next day having a million dollars cash, what you know about that?
Only the real ones know, it's only a handful of us, you know what I'm sayin'?
Pocket full of blue strips
Blue rag hanging out the left pocket
I know my nigga from Harlem can relate