Bro4gb - 4 AM

Its bout 4 in the morning
Woke up started yawning
Grabbed my blunt off the dresser
You know this sum pressure
A-C-T they gone test ya
And G-O-D ima bless ya
And I can teach you some lessons
Sit down im the professor
She hit my phone
She like what you doin
I just woke up finna go back to sleep
I said why she said pull up on me
I said why she said she want the D
I say that sound like a personal problem
She said yeah I know
So you should come and fix it
Her nigga just left for work
And he won't be back til next morning
They done got me started
GB so retarded
I fye up that marley
And I be rolling like harleys
The condo where it started
Turn a kickback to a party
You can't come if you don't smoke
Thats how it is im not sorry
And that's just how the rules go
But I break a few
With my niggas they too lit
They too lit on you
I still keep my crew lit
Yeah ouuu
And im still with the same niggas since middle school
But you know you had to
Cut a few off cause they ain't have that money view
We wasn't really fucking with that
Hop in the whip with D.Jones
Hitting on this dodie and then we be gone
We don't know where we going but bitch we be gone
And tell that lil bitch please stop calling my phone
And they ain't really on what the fuck I be on
I hit on that dodie and then I be gone
I don't give a fuck if its backwood or cone
Im working yo bitch and her knees very strong
Peter Piper
She the one that got picked and got boned
Yeah Gb the stone
Told her when I dip please don't call my phone
Yeah Cause im going home
Its already 4 in the morning
Woke up started yawning
Grabbed my blunt off the dresser
And You know this shit was pressure
Don't test ya
Yeah

Written by:
George Burns

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