4DOE [EXT]

[Intro] The ride back home feel a lot longer these days Long flights Long nights Yeah, yeah, yeah [Verse] If I die tonight, don't Make sure they read the rites slow Drive slow, takin' notes, type shit you should know We had a climb and it's a shame it's the same one they let it down, what you gon' stand on? All this weight try on Shake it like you're just tryna get on My nigga, she just tryna get on I feel a lil' familiar, but this interior, got my shades on The older I get, the more I see what these niggas been on Survivin' for nothin', ready to fold 'Cause me and all mine know Fuck it, they all know, no need to remind me the code Like, homie, hear this song Crown, GK fam, look around Type shit I'm on, they gon' need Rosetta Stone They antique, let 'em know Every time we in the studio, this shit feel like a ritual Please and see who know Know who I did it for, fuck it, let 'em know Fuck all that fake shit I never did, we hit a chord If you my nigga and if you my nigga, shit, let me know My nigga said it's the time to get back critical, this for my niggas Every Black ghetto spiritual mind on, this for my niggas Let it play just to let your spirit go, this for my niggas It is, tch, man, it is what it is, man How many niggas you got? How many niggas be fake? Swear to you all the time Tell me somethin', let me know Always act like a ho How many niggas go ghost? How many really ten toes? Wish you would've rolled with the case Everybody can get with the case In the streets, yeah, it ain't no brakes This nigga talkin' 'bout a brace I'm a lil' too old for the race I'm a lil' too old for these games If it ain't really 'bout a play Feel like all I know is fake Tryna get better at my faith 'Cause I don't even know what's I don't even know what's fake I don't even know what's fake So many times in the lead Manifested what I can't believe Somebody lookin' for a clamp Somebody lookin' for a clamp, but then somebody gon' tell him he can't And I can never stay the same Time weighin' on my brain Stress eatin' at my veins All my cousin know is pain But they about to be in pain Feel love 'cause I feel the same But please, my nigga Keep your eyes on the aim 'Cause I be spittin' real game I can't believe our destiny, these niggas, they never forget Let 'em talk down on your name Put some respect on my name Niggas know I'm too legit Like everybody know And I been down for this shit Puttin' on for this shit Hold it down for this shit When all these niggas would've left All this blood and this sweat Enemies, they neglected Back when I ain't have shit Sleepin' when I can't fit It's all good, baby, we gon' be aight, too good for this shit If you never been in the trenches Never let this life shit stress you Never looked down in the stretcher These niggas clowns, niggas jesters This real talk, this ain't shit, nigga All this shit really just pressure We still'll win, it's whatever That old money for the better [Outro] That's all I got That's, that's all I got That's