JustCam - The 4 (feat. Dre Person)

Man fuck all the politics
I know some niggas that's lurking in trenches with clips full of hollow tips
If I say let's get it it's go them niggas they know I'm a problem kid
My momma had told me don't run in them streets so I kept up out of it
Now I'm back and I'm better who wanna meet the berretta
I keep it hot like a pepper
Out and I'm stomping the yard bitch you know I'm a stepper
I let it rain on whoever
If you hear a clap know the flash came before like the weather
I'm getting buck till these niggas learn better than ever
I swear I be doing the most
That's word to the bros
If you ain't been walking the 4
Then the fuck is you chatting bout hoe
Woah
Bitch I'm a god and a legend
Somebody call up the reverend
Who bouta to preach to these niggas bout all of my stories and lessons
Cause this wasn't luck it was destined
Know that I been moving reckless
Swear I be ballin like Kobe profession
Shit I keep it player know I'ma score in a second
Beckham the way I be flexing man fuck out my face
She like the way that it taste
Tony the tiger it's great
Back in VA
I'ma be posted secluded
Cause niggas around me they hate
That's just my state
I had to move through the shit
I got the boxes and crates
You can get packed
Shipped in that muh fucking case
Call when you reachin the gates
This shit getting easy
Uh, but it's getting harder for niggas who opposite
Trust and believe me
I'm coming in peace
But if he move wocky it's nothing to knock of his
If going against you is how I would measure success
Then I'm over achieving
Gotta represent for those who need me
Only thunderstorms never breezy
But I'm Zeus with it, got me serving niggas like a soup kitchen
Even if I gave you half of my talent
You wouldn't know what to do with it
Who are you kiddin
I'm lacing up while they shoes missin
Gotta keep it quiet niggas loose lippin
Can't be moving round with no stool pigeon
We back on they ass
They must've forgot who was killing the shows
And got it on smash
But we ain't gon stay in the past
I'm doing it now and making em mad
Pop out and rock out, they fuck with a nigga
I'm sorry but I gotta brag
You niggas ain't nothing to me
I ain't showing no mercy for niggas when I'm in the lab
Fuck do you mean, it's nothing for me to get busy
I ain't really tryna hear no diss songs
It's nothing for you to get with me
Just one Facetime get you gone
I promise it won't get pretty
Celebrate every time that we score cause losing to y'all would be silly
10s and 20s they used to be cool
But now we want 100s and 50s
Now we just runnin the city
We hit em up back to back we ain't showin no pity
Bitch
My momma told me from the jump that I was all that I'd need
Never depend on anyone to come and save me from the
Incoming karma from the sins of my father
This world of greed and all the envy of these people jealous of all I've achieved
You wouldn't believe the trials and tribulations I've faced
Come take a walk inside my boots
Tie yo shoes with my laces
And see why I'm never complacent where the try to place me
It's me vs me
Time is sum I cannot replace
And I be damned if I waste it
A million reasons I'll make it
They say you only get a chance, if I need more I'ma take em
Give a fuck who in my way
Fam, friends, niggas and ladies
At the top is where I'll lay, be damned if I don't grace it with my presence

Written by:
Cameron Owens

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