Johnny Juliano - Take 4 lyrics

[Intro] It's like, take 4 It's all good that's my lucky number My bad Big D Gio got the raw rolled up I was just smoking some hash Turnt up Uh, look [Verse 1] I'm underestimated But it's ok cause I'm use to it Get medicated Turn the music up and I'm glued to it I don't want you to hate me But you can go ask your b**h who's the sh** I'm tryna get paid see I have but not from music yet I don't sleep often I'm either working in that studio Or in the streets coughing Smoking on that pharmaceutical I'm finna get it poppin' I ain't bout no little cubical But I'ma go to college Cause that's just the smart thing to do you know And if I get a bunch of money I'ma let that stack Throw a couple P's to my G's in that trap And if you hating on the boy Then you ain't bout that life Cause if you were, you'd know my name You'd know about that price Said I'm the first rapper to say "f** my city" Not all of y'all but f** my city Cause I know if I make it Y'all haters gon be f**ing with me First rapper to say "f** my city" Not all of y'all but f** my city Cause I know if I make it Y'all haters gon be f**ing with me [Chorus 2x] We gettin' high We gettin' turnt up Windows down, blunt lit, weather gorgeous I do it for the hustlers For the workers For them dope b**hes steady getting burnt up [Verse 2] I don't stunt dog Turn the 140 to a 950 What's up with y'all? All I really know is grind and get it They so appalled When the white boy came out hot as sh** That money get slow But when I need that I got it quick So hold back I got a couple goons who love to brawl Married the game So I can never fall in love with y'all But I'm laid back, come get me I don't even know the time sh** I got my goals like Gretzky And my money doing just fine So I can serve that with a lie Or serve that with some beef If that beef hot enough it will get you burnt in the street You ain't with my goons Cause you know kid who knows cuz We roll that blue If you smell that you know it's us I'm so out it hurts I might take this sh** all serious Or freestyle the verse Y'all f** boys get hurt I can make you look stupid or leave y'all in a hearse [Chorus 2x] We gettin' high We gettin' turnt up Windows down, blunt lit, weather gorgeous I do it for the hustlers For the workers For them dope b**hes steady getting burnt up