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lil juvi - 4am (interlude) lyrics

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up at 4 a.m., tryna win, b+tch it’s time to work
sh+t i got me first, it’s for sure, that i tote a brrttt
that n+gga ain’t f+cking with me man, that n+gga there a f+cking nerd
tryna hang around this sh+t, but i can’t trust you unless you caught a shirt
you hatin’ on your own man’s p+ssy, n+gga, it’s just not your turn
you pull up by me with that corny sh+t, that boy gon’ bite the dirt
these n+ggas ain’t gon’ never learn, watch that ak+7 twerk
you your mama only child, d+mn, i know your mama hurt
got another warrant out, i don’t know what they on in court
way too f+ckin’ locked in with this money to let me come up short
tryna act like i was glitching when i seen your name on that report
you pay the fee to hang with me, let’s keep that sh+t on one accord
every time i’m in my hood, i always feel i’m finna tap a head
young n+gga behind them walls, tryna have the feel like i got left for dеad
bad b+tches getting left on rеad, steady tryna duck the feds
lawyer say my name was said, you know i can’t f+ck with that
all these n+ggas be soft, i see why n+ggas get chalked
escalade v, walk, step in that motor, deep thought
my vision couldn’t be small, i’d really hate to be y’all
when n+ggas got put on the news and sh+t, i really only seen y’all
i came out right on top and i’m alive sh+t, i beat the odds
lame n+ggas always getting robbed, tryna be outside
it’s just me and kalipo spraying, walk you down side by side
they say they getting, get back when you died, but ain’t never slide
i don’t owe no n+gga sh+t, why these n+ggas f+cking with me
n+gga, you on what time i’m on, cause sh+t a jury gotta pick me
how the f+ck you let a couple n+ggas run you out the city
ain’t no pressure she ain’t with me, corny b+tches never fit me
gotta start to move picky, when the situation sticky
snow brought me 960, off a motherf+ckin’ quickie
you know n+ggas going missing, when that trigger finger itchy
three gone in a week, can you tell who gettin’ busy
ain’t even havin’ no discussion, it ain’t bout what she gon’ give me
really had shook that n+gga down, first day i knew i was havin’ bentley
always find out who was tellin’, sh+t, we know who evidently
sh+t was on you, but it’s in me, n+ggas die from having envy
first strike was moving friendly



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