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GR4M Video (MV)




Performed By: 4FATE
Language: English
Length: 1:58
Written by: Steve Rodriguez Martinez




4FATE - GR4M Lyrics
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Yeah, yeah, yeah
Wake up in the morning, do what I do like I'm the f*cking man
Wake up in the morning, got that dispo' got that two gram
Up in ATX, know that you see it, you a f*cking fan
And I can't f*ck with none these hoes that be all up on instagram
And shoutout all these plugs that I be finding off of telegram
Just for some smoke up in the air, I know I spend more than a band
Yeah I been rapping on my own, I ain't playing with no band
And I'm just trying to do it all cause there ain't something that I can't
Call this beat my canvas, call my voice my f*cking paint
Talk that real shit, talk that real real, tell me can you feel my pain
Feel just like a movie, way I'm crying in the rain
And this that shit that we call raveglo, if you ain't really know the name
Yeah you with us or against us, we aint f*cking with no lames
Yeah, yeah, yeah
No lames, no names, no games, road rage
Crash out, crash out, cash out, cash out
Bad bitch, ass out
Small town, drive around
4FATE, Oakmobb
Up next, Up now
Yeah what's next, what now?
I'm next, you washed out
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Wake up in the morning, do what I do like I'm the f*cking man
Wake up in the morning, got that dispo' got that two gram
Up in ATX, know that you see it, you a f*cking fan
And I can't f*ck with none these hoes that be all up on instagram
And shoutout all these plugs that I be finding off of telegram
Just for some smoke up in the air, I know I spend more than a band
Yeah I been rapping on my own, I ain't playing with no band
And I'm just trying to do it all cause there ain't something that I can't
(Call this beat my canvas, call my voice my f*cking paint
Talk that real shit, talk that real real, tell me can you feel my pain)
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Yeah, yeah, yeah
Wake up in the morning, do what I do like I'm the f*cking man
Wake up in the morning, got that dispo' got that two gram
Up in ATX, know that you see it, you a f*cking fan
And I can't f*ck with none these hoes that be all up on instagram
And shoutout all these plugs that I be finding off of telegram
Just for some smoke up in the air, I know I spend more than a band
Yeah I been rapping on my own, I ain't playing with no band
And I'm just trying to do it all cause there ain't something that I can't
Call this beat my canvas, call my voice my f*cking paint
Talk that real shit, talk that real real, tell me can you feel my pain
Feel just like a movie, way I'm crying in the rain
And this that shit that we call raveglo, if you ain't really know the name
Yeah you with us or against us, we aint f*cking with no lames
Yeah, yeah, yeah
No lames, no names, no games, road rage
Crash out, crash out, cash out, cash out
Bad bitch, ass out
Small town, drive around
4FATE, Oakmobb
Up next, Up now
Yeah what's next, what now?
I'm next, you washed out
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Wake up in the morning, do what I do like I'm the f*cking man
Wake up in the morning, got that dispo' got that two gram
Up in ATX, know that you see it, you a f*cking fan
And I can't f*ck with none these hoes that be all up on instagram
And shoutout all these plugs that I be finding off of telegram
Just for some smoke up in the air, I know I spend more than a band
Yeah I been rapping on my own, I ain't playing with no band
And I'm just trying to do it all cause there ain't something that I can't
(Call this beat my canvas, call my voice my f*cking paint
Talk that real shit, talk that real real, tell me can you feel my pain)
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Writer: Steve Rodriguez Martinez
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