Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song 4am, artist - BeatKing. Album song 3 Weeks, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 16.05.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: C3Entertainment
Song language: English
4am |
| Man, look fool I got hoes and they bring me paper |
| Man, look fool on my shows I see all my haters |
| I got so much on my mind at 4 am |
| I got so much on my mind at 4 am |
| Man, look fool old friends tryna catch me slipping |
| Man, look fool tryna stack me paper for my children |
| I got so much on my mind at 4 am |
| I got so much on my mind |
| I don’t smoke, I don’t drink, oh lucky me |
| Guess I gotta sit here with my thoughts, I’m not gonna sleep |
| I got fucking bills, yeah rapper bills |
| Been that nigga, 5 years ain’t had a deal |
| now my car gone |
| Bought another car but still ain’t got no drivers license |
| Maybe I should be fucking drive it anyway |
| So paranoid thinking bout my enemies, I feel like I could die any day |
| Damn I miss my ex |
| Thinking bout haters I ain’t met yet |
| Jack boys who wanna leave my chest wiped |
| I be in the club looking at niggas eyes |
| They baby mama on my dick and pray for my demise |
| Man, look fool I got hoes and they bring me paper |
| Man, look fool on my shows I see all my haters |
| I got so much on my mind at 4 am |
| I got so much on my mind at 4 am |
| Man, look fool old friends tryna catch me slipping |
| Man, look fool tryna stack me paper for my children |
| I got so much on my mind at 4 am |
| I got so much on my mind |
| My mama just died, I ain’t cried yet |
| Lately I been spitting that fucking ether, on some Nas shit |
| Texas Hammer Gang, C3E, on some squad shit |
| Studewood, Texas, bitch I’m from the fucking projects |
| Love could take me from my heart, I’m cool as fuck |
| Niggas they switch up and that shit fucked me up |
| I ain’t talked to D. Carter in like a year |
| He was my best friend I made C3 with him |
| I let the world see my daughters, they on IG |
| I can’t live without 'em, I hope they die with me |
| Ain’t nobody real, everybody lie to me |
| I don’t smoke or drink, but I’mma try to sleep |
| Man, look fool I got hoes and they bring me paper |
| Man, look fool on my shows I see all my haters |
| I got so much on my mind at 4 am |
| I got so much on my mind at 4 am |
| Man, look fool old friends tryna catch me slipping |
| Man, look fool tryna stack me paper for my children |
| I got so much on my mind at 4 am |
| I got so much on my mind |