4 AM
It's 4 o'clock in the morning
Praying that I make it back
I just made another play, I'm almost finished with this pack
Been grinding so dick long, I ain't been home, Still posted in the trap
(Yea,Yea)
It's 4 o'clock in the morning
Praying that I make it back
I just made another play, I'm almost finished with this pack
Been grinding so dick long, I ain't been home, Still posted in the trap
Shawty called my phone, Like what's been wrong, You never hit me back
I been focused on this paper
Had to take a few chances, But It be worth it later, I work for something greater
Only see the fam, Yea it's the MOB, My circle, Ain't no breaking
They won't understand, Why I go hard, So I won't be complacent
People change just like the weather
Heart been cold, No winter breeze
When you fall, That's when they leave, I'll never fold, No breaking me
Yea sticks and stones, Might break ya bones, But 223s, Hit shit through trees
Praying that my pack just make it, Momma pray I leave the streets, Blue faces all I Wanna see
They gon' wait till you fix ya plate, To come take a seat
But ain't no room at the table, Just bosses all I see, My vision focused on the green
Colored blind, when they show true colors, then it's you or mine
Ain't no picking sides, It's FM7, And this shit for life
Always taking chances, Life's a gamble, But I hold the dice
Shake em up, Never gave two fucks, So you can't tell me nothin
Gotta run, Get back to that paper, Get this project done
Push it to the limit, Got me feeling like that rozay song
Move along, Try to sneak in close to me, Then do me wrong
Cross em' out the circle, Do not enter, This a private home
Multiply them numbers, They keep coming, I been in my zone
4 o'clock in the morning
Praying that I make it back
I just made another play, I'm almost finished with this pack
Been grinding so dick long, I ain't been home, Still posted in the trap
Shawty called my phone, Like what's been wrong, You never hit me back
I been focused on this paper
Had to take a few chances, But It be worth it later, I work for something greater
Only see the fam, Yea it's the mob, My circle, Ain't no breaking
They won't understand, Why I go hard, So I won't be complacent
Praying that I make it back
I just made another play, I'm almost finished with this pack
Been grinding so dick long, I ain't been home, Still posted in the trap
(Yea,Yea)
It's 4 o'clock in the morning
Praying that I make it back
I just made another play, I'm almost finished with this pack
Been grinding so dick long, I ain't been home, Still posted in the trap
Shawty called my phone, Like what's been wrong, You never hit me back
I been focused on this paper
Had to take a few chances, But It be worth it later, I work for something greater
Only see the fam, Yea it's the MOB, My circle, Ain't no breaking
They won't understand, Why I go hard, So I won't be complacent
People change just like the weather
Heart been cold, No winter breeze
When you fall, That's when they leave, I'll never fold, No breaking me
Yea sticks and stones, Might break ya bones, But 223s, Hit shit through trees
Praying that my pack just make it, Momma pray I leave the streets, Blue faces all I Wanna see
They gon' wait till you fix ya plate, To come take a seat
But ain't no room at the table, Just bosses all I see, My vision focused on the green
Colored blind, when they show true colors, then it's you or mine
Ain't no picking sides, It's FM7, And this shit for life
Always taking chances, Life's a gamble, But I hold the dice
Shake em up, Never gave two fucks, So you can't tell me nothin
Gotta run, Get back to that paper, Get this project done
Push it to the limit, Got me feeling like that rozay song
Move along, Try to sneak in close to me, Then do me wrong
Cross em' out the circle, Do not enter, This a private home
Multiply them numbers, They keep coming, I been in my zone
4 o'clock in the morning
Praying that I make it back
I just made another play, I'm almost finished with this pack
Been grinding so dick long, I ain't been home, Still posted in the trap
Shawty called my phone, Like what's been wrong, You never hit me back
I been focused on this paper
Had to take a few chances, But It be worth it later, I work for something greater
Only see the fam, Yea it's the mob, My circle, Ain't no breaking
They won't understand, Why I go hard, So I won't be complacent
Credits
Writer(s): Trevon Siler
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