4am in Naenae

-coming soon- (hook?) They used to always say i won't go anywhere i won't make it, I won't be successful I won't go farrr along

 

 

3 pants 2 Hoodies 1 pear of shorts couple of Ts. Always worried about what the guest thinks, Insecure about the way i dress. Riches thing i had was my red flag, Its where i felt i belong growing up with theses hood kids always wanting to wag, Can you blame us? How many of us have a real dad? What a drag nah fam we ain't sad. Uh

 

(hook?) They used to always say i won't go anywhere i won't make it, I won't be successful I won't go farrr along

 

Ended up rulin that shit, me and my team, my squad homies and clique, We would always look out for each other, ride and die Thats loyalty no need to cry I mean, All we really wanted was *sample:* 100 million dollars and a bad chick.

 

(hook?) They used to always say i won't go anywhere i won't make it, I won't be successful I won't go farrr along

 

but that was far fetched. Even with the best weeks I never had pocket money spent my fucking weekends in the streets or in fucking lumby. Hanging with the bloods, mobbin around you would swear we caught a body bitch. But we don't flinch, but you in a clinch with my boy Lynch while i stream on twitch haaaaaaaaaaaaaa ya bitch ass

 

We fucking Deserve this shit, We'll make it 1day man 1day. Rapper1day

 

(hook?) They used to always say i won't go anywhere i won't make it, I won't be successful I won't go farrr along