4 Leaf Clovers

Yeah yeah
If you cant get up i will hold ya
I'm tamin' my mind

See I'm tamin' my mind
Then it rains then it shines
There's some thangs in the sky
This whole thing it's a lie
Fuck the games, its the time
And the pain its alive
Its a maze in my mind
I'm just thankful for life
And the police keep on trippin
Why they wanna see my fry
They either want us in a box, but trust they wanna see us die
I swear it ain't the same
Man this shit it feels so strange
They addicted to the pain
Better not mention names
My mind is missing, the system, Its glitching the models vixens
These Niggas tripping, 9's is grippin', nigga who are you kidding
Tryna provide a living
Stack it up to the ceiling
Had to make some sacrifices
Now they play me the villain
Step back and see it all
You see the shit that's involved
Imma go stun em all
and do it like I'm Steve Austin
Cannot run if you crawl
Better off if you walk
Only thing I got in this shit, my word and my balls

And you niggas ain't safe
This is mine my nigga
Cant rewind my nigga
Gotta grind my nigga
If you cant get up I will hold ya
I got your back here goes my shoulder
And I light my bong
I write my wrongs
I type my songs
Why fight my own
It seems the world is getting colder
And I could use a four leaf clover

Hello bitch how does it go
Forecast is cloudy below
Looking for pot of the gold
Niggas be jolly for hoes
Spotty they probably should go
Scotty 2 Hotty you hoes
Kicking since snot in the nose
Why do they all just impose
Niggas is funny, exposed
They should just run and implode
Really not feeling you bros
Feel like I'm gonna explode
But I think I'm fine
Ive been tryna be divine
Ive been working on my rhymes
I can change the speed of time
Try to think with my gut, and not with my mind
Chillin with people thats thinking of life
Like a thief in the night, I cant sleep in the night
With these things in my mind, I Need peace in my mind
But it gets better with beats and I write
You niggas ain't better aint even alike
You niggas ain't cooking cant season it right
They beefing with niggas that treated them right
My nigga its a set up
You gotta get your bread up
Why you live in terror
Just learn from your errors
My highs my lows
My mind it goes
My Mic my show
My Life my nigga

And you niggas ain't safe
This is mine my nigga
Cant rewind my nigga
Gotta grind my nigga
If you cant get up I will hold ya
I got your back here goes my shoulder
And I light my bong
I write my wrongs
I type my songs
Why fight my own
It seems the world is getting colder
And I could use a four leaf clover

I don't hear these niggas
I don't fear these niggas
I will spear these niggas
Disappear these niggas
I wrote my rhymes
I spoke my mind
I cope with with time
Got the rope and climb
These niggas think they really bout it
Well we gone see about it
I was lost had to re route it
All I think is these deposits
Like I said I'm being modest
I made myself a promise
And I think that we the hottest
And thats just me being honest
Nigga state yo name
Nigga Pave you lane
Nigga train yo brain
Its the same damn thang
Nigga take yo chain
Nigga bang yo gang
Its a got damn shame
Ain't a damn thang change
City's gentrified, I wanna emphasize
Shit has been a lie, a fucking genocide
If you cant empathize, at least identify
Wish it was simplified, they got us hypnotized
Nigga fe fi fo
my highs, my lows
My mic, my show
my life, my nigga

And you niggas ain't safe
This is mine my nigga
Cant rewind my nigga
Gotta grind my nigga
If you cant get up I will hold ya
I got your back here goes my shoulder
And I light my bong
I write my wrongs
I type my songs
Why fight my own
It seems the world is getting colder
And I could use a four leaf clover

Yeah yeah
If you cant get up i will hold ya
I'm tamin' my mind



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Writer(s): Orlando Ferguson
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