P4

This is what they waitin for ain't it?
I know they seen me coming up but now they comin for it
Always kept it authentic, now they love me for it
319 and that's forever, plus a hundred more
I always had to represent it, cuz I want it more

There's no debate and no contest, I'm on next
Got model women who bra-less, I'm honest
Like I'm a kid who went all in, Lebron-esque
Regardless, we all good so God bless

This intro for the in tune and the in crowd
We influence the outcasts and the kids now
I pick it up for the old homies who pinned down
I hope that I can inspire you when my pen down

I told y'all that the bag was secured
And that Rhys gon hold it down til the back of the hearse
I remember trading addies for bags of the purp
But now the Easton K collab on the back of the shirt

Bet she call me on my phone
Cuz the boys about to blow
Bet you miss me when I'm gone
You can leave it at the tone
I do better all alone
Bet I'm never coming home
I do better all alone
I do better all alone

There's a, lotta haters lotta doubters there's no doubt about it
I'd have never, came this far without em, I don't cry about it
You don't want a fuckin problem, I just came up from the bottom
Now the pretty boy's a model, rollin up some marijuana yeah

I don't ever play
I just caught a lot of shade
I just caught a lot of shade
Now I got them out the way

P4R, Pray for me
I been prayin for the storm since, age 14
Mama told me I was special and there's a place for me
I'ma go and bet the house and put the ace on me
A lotta pressure, a lotta pressure, a lotta pain to learn a lesson, I got attention
Got a blessing, competition gotta lotta pressure
Opposition move in silence but I got the message ooh and I got suppressive

Bet she call me on my phone
Cuz the boys about to blow
Bet she miss me when I'm gone
She can leave it at the tone
I do better all alone
Bet I'm never coming home
Bet I'm never coming home
I do better all alone

College hill was just a chapter, this forever after
I never was too good at class, cuz I'm a better napper
I'm 23, I'm comin next, never after
This for all the folks who said I'm just a clever rapper

We gon' see, we gon' see
As, we proceed, we proceed
I'm getting lost in the weed smoke
Getting lost like I'm nemo
I gotta whole lot more in store
I gotta whole lot more in store, yeah

It's very scary how it worked out
A wise man said to take care puttin' work out
And nothing was the same once some things start to work out
Spray like a K I'm Klay with the workout
Aye yuh, a light skin nigga bussin'
Spray it in they eye so the lames start hushin'
And everybody know we the best and it's no fucking discussion
And if I beat it up, then that pussy is like percussion
I came from the rich public school playin sports, where the
White mans rich but they daughters still whores
So I gotta lotta pussy offa bein athletic, plus I'm poetic uh
Pretty aesthetic uh, got a little older I got shitty ass credit
So them bitches pass wit it, bitches I don't sweat it

But if she call me on my phone
Then the boys about to blow
Bet she gon' miss me when I'm gone
She can leave it at the tone
I do better all alone
I do better all alone
I do better all alone
Bet I'm never coming home



Credits
Writer(s): Samuele Davis, Rhys Wizard
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