4 AM MISTAKES
All liquor my liver been chopped
My rhythm is venom in vein
Time ticking I'm kicking my clock
My rhythm ain't neva gon' change
These bitches be sniffing cocaine
She running off rails no shame
You hearing my niggas run trains
I really ain't speaking on claims
I know that my nigga gon' bang
I know that my sister gon' bang
My sqaudy be living deranged
So litty my body inflamed
Lil nigga I want my head up
Thots and opps I wet up
Two deep how I rest up
Yo thot make my bed up
Kill me now I'm dead up
This nightmare won't let up
White man still won dead us
Dream ice and Margielas
I don't buy their get up
Suck my Cinnamon
Melanin
Marathon
Been da mon
Limping like Kunta my dawg
This playground veteran
Letterman
Get it done
Schooling these niggas I'm sure
I'm causing a ruckus
I'm wilding in public
Ain't crying bout nothing I'm bored
My nigga my nigga
I need me a hitter
I need me a shorty on board
Piggies bust the party
Ratchets start to ra ra
We just getting started
Dancing on the squad car
Wild ass Brooklyn bitch I'll never wife her she a baba
Four am mistakes we slip away she's just a way to feel at home
I feel no ways
(Hold on wait)
It's just a way to feel at home
I feel no ways
(Treesh nah!)
Just a way to feel at home
I feel no ways
(Treesh nah!)
Just a way to feel at home
I feel no ways
(Hold on wait)
Until the day I'm all alo-
Remember when they lied and said
You work hard then you'll make it?
Life is more like you and I this shit be complicated
Bussing tables on the side I thought we graduated?
Bust it on me time for all that cash we wasted
Books and housing fees
I'm feeling old at twenty three
I'm weirded out by young ass hoes
They never seen a dvd
My black madonna she be dirty dancing
Something like a queen
Princess Jasmine bitch I'm ali baba
Piping on a treesh
Piggies bust the party
Ratchets start to ra ra
We just getting started
Dancing on the squad car
Wild ass Brooklyn bitch I'll never wife her she a baba
Four am mistakes we slip away she's just a way to feel at home
I feel no ways
(Hold on wait)
It's just a way to feel at home
I feel no ways
(Treesh nah!)
Just a way to feel at home
I feel no ways
(Treesh nah!)
Just a way to feel at home
I feel no ways
(Hold on wait)
Until the day I'm all alone
My rhythm is venom in vein
Time ticking I'm kicking my clock
My rhythm ain't neva gon' change
These bitches be sniffing cocaine
She running off rails no shame
You hearing my niggas run trains
I really ain't speaking on claims
I know that my nigga gon' bang
I know that my sister gon' bang
My sqaudy be living deranged
So litty my body inflamed
Lil nigga I want my head up
Thots and opps I wet up
Two deep how I rest up
Yo thot make my bed up
Kill me now I'm dead up
This nightmare won't let up
White man still won dead us
Dream ice and Margielas
I don't buy their get up
Suck my Cinnamon
Melanin
Marathon
Been da mon
Limping like Kunta my dawg
This playground veteran
Letterman
Get it done
Schooling these niggas I'm sure
I'm causing a ruckus
I'm wilding in public
Ain't crying bout nothing I'm bored
My nigga my nigga
I need me a hitter
I need me a shorty on board
Piggies bust the party
Ratchets start to ra ra
We just getting started
Dancing on the squad car
Wild ass Brooklyn bitch I'll never wife her she a baba
Four am mistakes we slip away she's just a way to feel at home
I feel no ways
(Hold on wait)
It's just a way to feel at home
I feel no ways
(Treesh nah!)
Just a way to feel at home
I feel no ways
(Treesh nah!)
Just a way to feel at home
I feel no ways
(Hold on wait)
Until the day I'm all alo-
Remember when they lied and said
You work hard then you'll make it?
Life is more like you and I this shit be complicated
Bussing tables on the side I thought we graduated?
Bust it on me time for all that cash we wasted
Books and housing fees
I'm feeling old at twenty three
I'm weirded out by young ass hoes
They never seen a dvd
My black madonna she be dirty dancing
Something like a queen
Princess Jasmine bitch I'm ali baba
Piping on a treesh
Piggies bust the party
Ratchets start to ra ra
We just getting started
Dancing on the squad car
Wild ass Brooklyn bitch I'll never wife her she a baba
Four am mistakes we slip away she's just a way to feel at home
I feel no ways
(Hold on wait)
It's just a way to feel at home
I feel no ways
(Treesh nah!)
Just a way to feel at home
I feel no ways
(Treesh nah!)
Just a way to feel at home
I feel no ways
(Hold on wait)
Until the day I'm all alone
Credits
Writer(s): Brandon Valentin
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