4l Javi - Weather Intro

Javi, what's good witchu foolie?
Keep grindin', keep working
Keep applying that mothafuckin' pressure
We coming for necks all 2019
Ain't no slowing down when you climbing to the top
I love you my brother
4L
BITCH!

I want this shit to change the weather
Gimme a Tesla, swang that shit, white leather
Rap money coo, I need more for some shows
Like 10k just to just spend on clothes
Other half gonna put us in a better spot
Like get that Benz truck fresh out the parking lot
Moms a new crib
4L tatted on my rib
I guess this part where I add an adlibs

Talkin' bout she miss me even though she really don't
She just want some dick while I'm grippin' on her throat
Nickname Scammie Sosa
He just brought her a ring then I piped her on the sofa
Drivin' down Rodeo
3 to 2 ratio
Bitches in the back
I guess they from Vallejo
Head out the Sunroof
4L on the radio
She my lil whoop, she gone do what I say so
Bet this shit change the weather
Any bitches with the bullshit, ask Heather
Don't let nobody in, I don't know your real motive
And you can't break in, got niggas cocked and twice as loaded
I been in the dark in the middle of my head
Feel like sleep paralysis but I ain't even in the bed
I ain't even make it, so I can sleep when I'm dead
Speak the fuck up, closed mouths don't get fed
I don't want no relations
Fuck the complications
Trust bringing out sensations
Don't let them niggas in my funeral
Fuck wit me alive, boy don't act all unusual
I can't even tell you what I'm going through
I feel lonely and happy, that shit is hella true
Sometimes I feel like I won't make it
Take notes from these bitches
Shake it til you break it

4L the gang, the movement, the squad
Whatever you wanna call it
It's getting hot, watch yourselves out this mf
Fuck around and change the weather out here

Written by:
J H

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