themanace – 4am lyrics
[intro]
(yhea, haha)
(yhea, yall hearin some nice plays, nice plays)
{die fo’ the games# die fo’ the games# die fo’ the games#?)
(thats who i am)
(hahahahaha) (ha, your so thick ill hang out one right here?)
yhea, yhea
[chorus]
i told my mama imma get it regardless, i left the city, i grew up in apartments, and thats some real sh#t, and now im catchin’ blue hundreds, boy if you get it i done it i ain’t the type for the frontin’, and thats some real sh#t
now i’m drivin on the west side, best side, smokin’ on jelatto with my bruthas and thats some real sh#t
i see them hatin’, yhea they mad cuz im all up in my bag, middle finger to they ass, yhea thats some real sh#t
[verse 1]
yo, it feels good to hear people say that they proud of me, funny how they changed up so quick use too look down on me, my momma said if you want it, you got it, go get it
i stay 10 times down, man i stay commited, i’ve seen the lowest of lows(lows), been at the highest of highs, i set the round light with my bruthas(my bruthas) now its time to go fly, man i’m givin all i can give(give) so we can go and survive(survive), stayin’ persistent with my hustle, sayin’ f#ck it 9 to 5(sayin’ f#ck it 9 to 5)
b#tch im back up in this sh#t, promise i can never switch(promise i can never switch), james bond with the gang, 007 with the drip(007 with the drip), all black everything except the red bottoms the choice of kicks(kicks), i swear i’m hollerin’ with the shot, when i shoot, you hear the swish’ina(ina)
[bridge]
know we gunna make it out one day(one day), i swear to god that we all gon’ be ok(ok), i pack my bags with my brothers fo’ the long way(fo’ the long way), f#ck goin’ back i’m really here to stay(f#ck goin’ back i’m really here to stay)
[chorus]
i told my mama imma get it regardless, i left the city, i grew up in apartments, and thats some real sh#t, and now im catchin’ blue hundreds, boy if you get it i done it i ain’t the type for the frontin’, and thats some real sh#t
now i’m drivin on the west side, best side, smokin’ on jelatto with my bruthas and thats some real sh#t
i see them hatin’, yhea they mad cuz im all up in my bag, middle finger to they ass, yhea thats some real sh#t
[outro]
(die fo’ the games# die fo’ the games# die fo’ the games# die fo’ the#games die fo’ the games# die fo’ the games#)
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