Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song In 4 , by - NoCap. Song from the album The Hood Dictionary, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 18.11.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Warner
Song language: English
In 4 |
| This mornin', I brushed my teeth, I grabbed my Glock off the hotel stand |
| Shot my mama a text, «Thanks for makin' me a man» |
| I stopped by Dillard’s, grabbed a pack of Polo t-shirts |
| They were slim fit, I got a slim bitch |
| But that ain’t my bitch, don’t even know why I mentioned this |
| Then I hit up John Popi, got a zip of biscotti |
| They painted up my billboard, they did some hella climbin' |
| Got me back and forth to court 'bout somethin' I want behind me |
| The opps, they know where I’m at, but they won’t come and find me |
| The opps, they know where I’m at, it ain’t like I’m hidin' |
| I tried to spare 'em, tried to look over the biggest shit |
| If I put down my remote, then Lil Joe gon' click |
| Tie him up on speakerphone, let his mama hear it |
| I’ll kill his whole crew and still be on some humble shit |
| And I get fly as hell especially in an orange fit |
| These niggas must die and I ain’t talkin' armpits |
| And I need y’all to stop comparin' me, your favorite rapper flow from me |
| These rappers not approachin' me but I hear that it’s smoke with me |
| But tell them if they want to kill me (Ayy) |
| Tell them that it won’t be easy |
| I ride with Drakes like I’m Lil Weezy |
| And I still feel like somethin' missing |
| I’m forever reppin' 16 |
| They ain’t got no problem with riskin' life for me |
| I shine with no problem, that’s why they really hate me |
| «More money, more problems» prolly the realest statement |
| I just talked to Lil Durk, it was 'bout real estate |
| I want a lil' more paper but rappin' got me straight |
| Everything ain’t good, I still wanna see better days |
| Disrespect the dead, seen burnt flowers on Fred grave |
| And I could never respond, they blow up what I say |
| I seen death around the corner and went the other way |
| They ain’t picture me comin', in my dreams I see me runnin' up on them |
| With the stick, box him right in the corner I ain’t talkin' McGregor |
| I just checked a hundred racks on my schedule |
| Hate, I ain’t responding now, you niggas can’t even get to my level |
| I already fucked the bitch way before I even had met her |
| I just got in the game, they watched me go put flawless on metal |
| Ayy, really ride with 9's, I don’t pretend |
| Ayy, I just bought Versace just to sleep in |
| Ayy, your dead homie’s somethin' I don’t know about |
| But if his killer go to jail, I’m tryna bond him out |
| Might have some babies in your crib 'cause we gon' come inside |
| We want your casket closed so all we know is open fire (Ayy) |
| Slim left, that’s why I tote this gun on my right hip |
| If he hops, death be comin' right behind him like an ad-lib |
| You gon' have to fake your death, I’m tellin' you, for real, it’s gon' get that |
| real |
| It’s so easy to lose like car keys |
| Ended my night with red and RP’s at the studio |
| I’m happy that I got a soul that I ain’t never sold |
| Havin' sex with hoes who wouldn’t fuck me like a year ago |
| I’m dressin' rich, but the inside of me still broke |
| Know I’m a rapper, still got niggas I’d kill for |
| Get real high, I get booted up like steel toes |
| I’m in too, thought I’d give you some of this info |
| Know you want some, tell me, nigga, what you in for? |