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john ramon - 4 bel0w lyrics

(on 4 0)
i’m 4 below
that mean i’m cold it’s over bro
speaking up on this issue so
n-gg-s know this sh-t ain’t for show
fronting and the wake like i was begging just taught me a lesson
n-gg-s put yo business out so they can play like they progressing (real)
f-ck everybody (huh?)
f-ck everything (yeah)
family tripping too
and i’m bout that action let’s make a scene (action)
folks saying i changed that i’m bitter now but i been mean
i lost my f-cking brother so
miss me it ain’t a chill thing
now i’m hearing f-ck sh-t like john didn’t love jay? (how)
john ain’t even trap
is he from the block? (man no way)
i been repping 40 block since i was on the west
in the north i almost got the block tatted on my chest
i was laying low making money while you made a mess
i turned 18 and i got out and you n-gg-s ain’t leave the nest
n-gg-s act like they don’t know who filled em up when they was low
who rolled through to sack it up
and left they -ss a blunt to blow
out the door
me and so and so
was on a mission getting paid (shh)
finna rob a weed man he had the loud where he stayed
we scoped it out he got it inside we got it made
we told fam he said d-mn we can do this 2 ways
go home or go get strapped and go get too paid
off tops
n-gg-s cross me like they trynna break my ankles
but that’s what n-gg-s do when they see you fly as an angel
when n-gg-s not in the picture that’s when they finna frame you
them n-gg-s don’t really love you them n-gg-s just love to hate you
or play you til you one up the game fools
say you ain’t finna win
then see and be trynna change rules
misplaced youths
disgraceful
my brother died in my cousin house cause he let n-gg-s flex wit guns
then he went on to flex like he did for jay like jay was his son
n-gg-s claim the dead the hardest
knowing dead n-gg-s say nothing
n-gg-s actin froggy better hope that that froggy can jump (they love to flex)
and that n-gg- you keep hollering free is a snitch
but i don’t say sh-t i just stack up my chips
cause the n-gg- that i got locked up for he den switched
that’s word to jay
my little brother looked out for me real sh-t but
n-gg-s claiming i hated my brother
chose a hoe over my folks
y’all say i’m actin funny
but all of you n-gg-s is jokes
all of you n-gg-s can choke
i hope you holding on for life and somebody just cut the rope
little stupid hoe
used me til i ain’t got sh-t
now y’all wanna say i’m not sh-t
then i move way out the way
how me and mine still the topic (bro what the f-ck!)
you a f-ck n-gg- and jay dead cause you want hood approval
then gone say it’s me and v fault
like we supplied the shooter
you a dummy you got everybody believing yo story
talking bout you can’t be mad at him he is really sorry
listen here i don’t give a f-ck
these n-gg-s came at me wrong
and it sound like you support it too
what jay died so the loyalty gone?
i use to act not no more
i don’t do no show for free
so if i got a problem i say it loud ain’t no low for me
no mute b-tton no hush mode
why john so cut throat
loved ones friendly wit the enemy
can’t love or trust those
my heart cold ( 4 below)
won’t feel sh-t for you humans
my dad told me he gone k!ll me and thought we could cool it
no sir
and then people look at me like i’m crazy
cause ain’t finna kick it wit relatives trynna play me
f-ck everybody then
f-ck yo career, yo family
f-ck yo children and friends (woah, john, bro)
f-ck a alb-m sale, i’m doing well
f-ck yo life hope it ends (oh sh-t)
f-ck the gossip surrounding me
f-ck yo car and yo rims
f-ck the fame and they money
f-ck every dollar and cent (john)
f-ck anybody opposing me
or telling me quit (dog stop)
f-ck a stop f-ck a opp
f-ck a truce and a friend
and f-ck yo loyalty stay on that side
i’m through with this sh-t
(john what the f-ck)

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