4 Words

Took a trip to Jersey, ain't been since we shot the vid
Smoking only way I get frustrations out my head
It seem so bottled up but I exhale and it's just there
In front of me floating this my path, my choices, my life
But you gotta fall in line until you find your voice
When you box out for your board, you could take it up the court
My discipline gone speak up, not my voice
Fuck I look like? Going out my way when you tryna avoid me
As a shorty, pops told me
Son if they gone hog the ball, when you get that bitch ignore them
Now give me 20 free throws, miss twice and you starting over
You gotta suffer for it before knowing how to enjoy it, but I got you
We out the projects! Yeah, we out the projects son
What kind of crib are you buying for your mama, J.R
I reply like Jesus, whichever she want
Thinking if I was FLY for real, I'd see how far she gone
Maybe the finish line is just another start
If so, how she save herself and leave me on my own
When she ushered me in
Told my fam my vision changing before I left
And that I hope to see them all again

Calm waters never made a good sailor
I thought the clock winding down, a roaring crowd was pressure no no
Life in 4 words: New Levels, New Devils
Change is a constant but you'll have it all together by then
Calm waters never made a good sailor
I thought the clock winding down, a roaring crowd was pressure no no
Life in 4 words: New Levels, New Devils
Change is a constant but you'll have it all together by then

Last thing I knew, I was nodding off
Now I'm wondering where the time had gone
Last thing I thought I heard Ms. Negra told me knock it off
Me, Jigg and Rell threw up that 5Hunna
Back when I'd slip up, my mom would get called
Tried to fast forward, when the "was" was the is
Now all that "is" is what's left of what we did, what you said
Which is now of part of the "was", I can't hear it quite as clear
So it what was what it was and it is what it
I could vouch now, I'm selfish with my high now
I don't share my shit, gotta get your own cloud
They put me last on they list I had to find my own crowd
Was dolo on my lowest, I kept growing, I'm a eagle now but them

Calm waters never made a good sailor
I thought the clock winding down, a roaring crowd was pressure no no
Life in 4 words: New Levels, New Devils
Change is a constant but you'll have it all together by then
Calm waters never made a good sailor
I thought the clock winding down, a roaring crowd was pressure nah
Life in 4 words: New Levels, New Devils
Change is a constant but you'll have it all together by then