4 AM Freestyle
Look
Rememberin' when I was down shit wishin' for somethin' to change
Hop in the foreign light up a spliff taking my time adjusting to fame
In a new whip wit' a new bitch but I don't even know her name
Stop comparin' me to you 'cause we two are not the same
Always asking me what is the difference
Every day I'm on a different shit
The flow is so ill yuh yuh bitch you know that I'm sick wit' it
Yuh said that I'm sick wit' it, need some penicillin
Won't stop climbing up no until I reach the ceiling
Until I reach that point you know that I'll be right here chillin'
I'll be here just catching a vibe
Layin' back all this red in my eyes
This girl thinks she could be my bride, yeah
Said she falling in love with the words, but she really in love with the lines
Breakin' her heart then breakin' her back
I'm the bane of her existence
I don't fuck with these dudes so to them I appear to be listless
Dudes be runnin' up to me they need to keep they distance
Or my bros will light 'em up, it's beginning to look like Christmas
Yuh looking like Christmas or maybe it's looking like New Years
People be hatin' on my success
Call it no clutch 'cause it grinds they gears
Pockets on Keenan make it rain
Wrist on frozen let it snow
Walk in the function like where the baddies?
If they ain't here then I got to go
Ball like Nowitzki
Iced out like Gretzky
Sharin' my wealth with the bros everyone eats all of my besties
If my girl want that new purse, she just gotta text me
Take a pic to send her ex, he getting testy yeah
Said he wishes he had her
Whole lotta good that did, yuh
But it don't even matter, 'cause I passed that bitch like The Kidd
Sike I'm just playing can't drop this girl her pussy bomb Pearl Harbor
Swear I got the hoes you can just call me a farmer
But I'm a dog, so you know I play 'em like a Gameboy
I suggest you don't test me 'cause this ain't no game boy
She wanna fuck the whole squad call it zombies start up the train
I don't know how, but I spit this all right off the dome right off the brain
Man you know what this shit is
It's like four in the morning bitch
Just a freestyle you know what I'm sayin'?
Peace
Rememberin' when I was down shit wishin' for somethin' to change
Hop in the foreign light up a spliff taking my time adjusting to fame
In a new whip wit' a new bitch but I don't even know her name
Stop comparin' me to you 'cause we two are not the same
Always asking me what is the difference
Every day I'm on a different shit
The flow is so ill yuh yuh bitch you know that I'm sick wit' it
Yuh said that I'm sick wit' it, need some penicillin
Won't stop climbing up no until I reach the ceiling
Until I reach that point you know that I'll be right here chillin'
I'll be here just catching a vibe
Layin' back all this red in my eyes
This girl thinks she could be my bride, yeah
Said she falling in love with the words, but she really in love with the lines
Breakin' her heart then breakin' her back
I'm the bane of her existence
I don't fuck with these dudes so to them I appear to be listless
Dudes be runnin' up to me they need to keep they distance
Or my bros will light 'em up, it's beginning to look like Christmas
Yuh looking like Christmas or maybe it's looking like New Years
People be hatin' on my success
Call it no clutch 'cause it grinds they gears
Pockets on Keenan make it rain
Wrist on frozen let it snow
Walk in the function like where the baddies?
If they ain't here then I got to go
Ball like Nowitzki
Iced out like Gretzky
Sharin' my wealth with the bros everyone eats all of my besties
If my girl want that new purse, she just gotta text me
Take a pic to send her ex, he getting testy yeah
Said he wishes he had her
Whole lotta good that did, yuh
But it don't even matter, 'cause I passed that bitch like The Kidd
Sike I'm just playing can't drop this girl her pussy bomb Pearl Harbor
Swear I got the hoes you can just call me a farmer
But I'm a dog, so you know I play 'em like a Gameboy
I suggest you don't test me 'cause this ain't no game boy
She wanna fuck the whole squad call it zombies start up the train
I don't know how, but I spit this all right off the dome right off the brain
Man you know what this shit is
It's like four in the morning bitch
Just a freestyle you know what I'm sayin'?
Peace
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Writer(s): Carter Nelson
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