A Few Days
Yeah I'm up at 4am
Once again
Fly as fuck there's sauce up in my melanin
All these crazy nights I lost some memory
In the morning drinking juice it's celery
Yeah I'm up at 4am
Once again
Fly as fuck there's sauce up in my melanin
Now I'm gone a few days now I'm gone a few
Now I'm gone a few days now I'm gone a few
You just like me you you just my type
Said what she need is that good pipe
Fuck police ain't got no rights
Got bad dreams can't sleep at night
Fuck with me that's on sight
Can't believe this is my life
But like it's me you goddamn right
The way you move it's just not right
You a rat you like some mice
Niggas hate but they not nice
She throw it back and I'm like Christ
She throw it back and I'm like Christ
And I don't stop at no red lights
I'm just catching all these flights
Niggas hate but they not nice
Niggas hate but they not
Yeah I'm up at 4am
Once again
Fly as fuck there's sauce up in my melanin
All these crazy nights I lost some memory
In the morning drinking juice it's celery
Yeah I'm up at 4am
Once again
Fly as fuck there's sauce up in my melanin
Now I'm gone a few days now I'm gone a few
Now I'm gone a few days now I'm gone a few
Ever since I'm young I knew that I was fuckin' born to win
Deeper than the surface speak to me you know there's more to him
Every time I wash the whip I feel like I was born again
Every time we lose a legend damn that put a hole in him
I just do my thang I lost my fear and now I'm goin in
Hoes just hit my line I told her that we better off as friends
Why we wasting time if you do not fuck with my bro n' them
Peep us at the spot the vibe is different when we rollin' in
Focus on my rubber bands
Make a bunch a racks and go and move out to the motherland
Right now in LA I'm gettin top like I play for the Rams
Heathrow out in London man
Every time I take a shot I wear to god it's goin in
Yeah I'm up at 4am
Once again
Fly as fuck there's sauce up in my melanin
All these crazy nights I lost some memory
In the morning drinking juice it's celery
Yeah I'm up at 4am
Once again
Fly as fuck there's sauce up in my melanin
Now I'm gone a few days now I'm gone a few
Now I'm gone a few days now I'm gone a few
Once again
Fly as fuck there's sauce up in my melanin
All these crazy nights I lost some memory
In the morning drinking juice it's celery
Yeah I'm up at 4am
Once again
Fly as fuck there's sauce up in my melanin
Now I'm gone a few days now I'm gone a few
Now I'm gone a few days now I'm gone a few
You just like me you you just my type
Said what she need is that good pipe
Fuck police ain't got no rights
Got bad dreams can't sleep at night
Fuck with me that's on sight
Can't believe this is my life
But like it's me you goddamn right
The way you move it's just not right
You a rat you like some mice
Niggas hate but they not nice
She throw it back and I'm like Christ
She throw it back and I'm like Christ
And I don't stop at no red lights
I'm just catching all these flights
Niggas hate but they not nice
Niggas hate but they not
Yeah I'm up at 4am
Once again
Fly as fuck there's sauce up in my melanin
All these crazy nights I lost some memory
In the morning drinking juice it's celery
Yeah I'm up at 4am
Once again
Fly as fuck there's sauce up in my melanin
Now I'm gone a few days now I'm gone a few
Now I'm gone a few days now I'm gone a few
Ever since I'm young I knew that I was fuckin' born to win
Deeper than the surface speak to me you know there's more to him
Every time I wash the whip I feel like I was born again
Every time we lose a legend damn that put a hole in him
I just do my thang I lost my fear and now I'm goin in
Hoes just hit my line I told her that we better off as friends
Why we wasting time if you do not fuck with my bro n' them
Peep us at the spot the vibe is different when we rollin' in
Focus on my rubber bands
Make a bunch a racks and go and move out to the motherland
Right now in LA I'm gettin top like I play for the Rams
Heathrow out in London man
Every time I take a shot I wear to god it's goin in
Yeah I'm up at 4am
Once again
Fly as fuck there's sauce up in my melanin
All these crazy nights I lost some memory
In the morning drinking juice it's celery
Yeah I'm up at 4am
Once again
Fly as fuck there's sauce up in my melanin
Now I'm gone a few days now I'm gone a few
Now I'm gone a few days now I'm gone a few
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Writer(s): Jilani Pacheco-ghafur
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