Artist/Band:
Wale
Lyrics for Song: 4am
Lyrics for Album: Other Songs - Wale
ft. Black Cobain
Destinies fulfilled off the filling from the pillow talking
How you killing my , I hope you built the coffin
I got virgin learns please excuse the coughin
Think I'm bout to blow, they call me George , boston
Respect is never given so I confiscate it
Get acquainted with mine I get them aclamated
,red dice I'm a gambling man I'm never taking twice
Had to escape the life
This ain't for all and every people, don't compare me to rappers
I'm trying to be like The Beatles,
Give me some soul money, niggers is gassed up
Tell them to keep it running, I'm keeping the grass cut
No snakes, royalty hating niggers don't get no pussy
So it's more for me, she invited me in her mouth
You know it's , we throwin' racks, she said please don't talk to me
All my niggers is winning, shout out to Charlie Sheen
I spit bars,money machine
A money machine, of course I'm trying to be the king
that was part of my dream
, late on me, fuck ya, so we fuck ya, we don't love ya
, patron at 4 am, fuck the last call
The way your heard of that, the way yo heard of all
Hard listen me ,for when the , they judge us
Dark side of town, baby mama blues,
When dramas and , niggers and drama consume
All , you ask boys, while you knock that bitch up
You can't , out boy
I'm a , my opinion is my ,
I'm in forever, these ever niggers , and pencil
Got , colors, only loco they're buzzing
I'm at Dallas with luggage flash straight to the money
And yo all understand my , my colocvial's lovely
Saw they quote me and love my like I'm a poet or something
How I kick it I , like , or something
Shady bitches , is disgust me
Make the least of you haters, make the most of your money
Hard , consistence drop long as your motor's running
I used to heat on mama house by opening her oven
Now mama see that shit on Oprah and know that it is coming
That's real shit, it's , rap, my nigger Cole busy, but , is back
I light a , tell them sip of my ,thinking of rap
They weren't thinking of rough, they were giving a fuck
Now everywhere I go they be giving it up
I seen it all, quarter
They had that rocking like a , know that
Shout out to captain , and free my nigger Ricky
We always , for polo, we miss you little Penny
We skip college, chase dollars and black pennies
Now in the kingdom , where this mess in is
Where bad bitches with bad intentions just act really
This way they love you then they hate you going ,
Yeah, going , they like you then they hate you, going ,
Going , sweeter and the simpler
Who got the juice nigger ?
, nigger, work, work, work, work, work.
Thanks to Andrei
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