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4am (Interlude) Video (MV)




Performed By: Lil Juvi
Language: English
Length: 2:09
Written by: Justin Thompkins
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Lil Juvi - 4am (Interlude) Lyrics
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Up at 4 a.m., tryna win, bitch it's time to work
Shit I got me first, it's for sure, that I tote a brrttt
That nigga ain't f*cking with me man, that nigga there a f*cking nerd
Tryna hang around this shit, but I can't trust you unless you caught a shirt
You hatin' on your own man's pussy, nigga, it's just not your turn
You pull up by me with that corny shit, that boy gon' bite the dirt
These niggas ain't gon' never learn, watch that AK-7 twerk
You your mama only child, damn, I know your mama hurt
Got another warrant out, I don't know what they on in court
Way too f*ckin' locked in with this money to let me come up short
Tryna act like I was glitching when I seen your name on that report
You pay the fee to hang with me, let's keep that shit on one accord
Every time I'm in my hood, I always feel I'm finna tap a head
Young nigga behind them walls, tryna have the feel like I got left for dead
Bad bitches getting left on read, steady tryna duck the feds
Lawyer say my name was said, you know I can't f*ck with that
All these niggas be soft, I see why niggas get chalked
Escalade V, walk, step in that motor, deep thought
My vision couldn't be small, I'd really hate to be y'all
When niggas got put on the news and shit, I really only seen y'all
I came out right on top and I'm alive, shit, I beat the odds
Lame niggas always getting robbed, tryna be outside
It's just me and Kalipo spraying, walk you down side by side
They say they getting, get back when you died, but ain't never slide
I don't owe no nigga shit, why these niggas f*cking with me
Nigga, you on what time I'm on, cause shit a jury gotta pick me
How the f*ck you let a couple niggas run you out the city
Ain't no pressure she ain't with me, corny bitches never fit me
Gotta start to move picky, when the situation sticky
Snow brought me 960, off a motherf*ckin' quickie
You know niggas going missing, when that trigger finger itchy
Three gone in a week, can you tell who gettin' busy
Ain't even havin' no discussion, it ain't bout what she gon' give me
Really had shook that nigga down, first day I knew I was havin' Bentley
Always find out who was tellin', shit, we know who evidently
Shit was on you, but it's in me, niggas die from having envy
First strike was moving friendly
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English

Up at 4 a.m., tryna win, bitch it's time to work
Shit I got me first, it's for sure, that I tote a brrttt
That nigga ain't f*cking with me man, that nigga there a f*cking nerd
Tryna hang around this shit, but I can't trust you unless you caught a shirt
You hatin' on your own man's pussy, nigga, it's just not your turn
You pull up by me with that corny shit, that boy gon' bite the dirt
These niggas ain't gon' never learn, watch that AK-7 twerk
You your mama only child, damn, I know your mama hurt
Got another warrant out, I don't know what they on in court
Way too f*ckin' locked in with this money to let me come up short
Tryna act like I was glitching when I seen your name on that report
You pay the fee to hang with me, let's keep that shit on one accord
Every time I'm in my hood, I always feel I'm finna tap a head
Young nigga behind them walls, tryna have the feel like I got left for dead
Bad bitches getting left on read, steady tryna duck the feds
Lawyer say my name was said, you know I can't f*ck with that
All these niggas be soft, I see why niggas get chalked
Escalade V, walk, step in that motor, deep thought
My vision couldn't be small, I'd really hate to be y'all
When niggas got put on the news and shit, I really only seen y'all
I came out right on top and I'm alive, shit, I beat the odds
Lame niggas always getting robbed, tryna be outside
It's just me and Kalipo spraying, walk you down side by side
They say they getting, get back when you died, but ain't never slide
I don't owe no nigga shit, why these niggas f*cking with me
Nigga, you on what time I'm on, cause shit a jury gotta pick me
How the f*ck you let a couple niggas run you out the city
Ain't no pressure she ain't with me, corny bitches never fit me
Gotta start to move picky, when the situation sticky
Snow brought me 960, off a motherf*ckin' quickie
You know niggas going missing, when that trigger finger itchy
Three gone in a week, can you tell who gettin' busy
Ain't even havin' no discussion, it ain't bout what she gon' give me
Really had shook that nigga down, first day I knew I was havin' Bentley
Always find out who was tellin', shit, we know who evidently
Shit was on you, but it's in me, niggas die from having envy
First strike was moving friendly
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Writer: Justin Thompkins
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