QuaDear - 4AM lyrics

[Intro] Like Me... Like Me... It's 4AM falling flat [Verse 1] It's 4AM vickies falling flat, her phone vibrating she ain't calling back I'll be your Reggie Bush you be my Kim Kardashian and throw it back just like a quaterback That's a lead option, ain't finna settle down with a n***a like me cause she need options She a nasty girl, with some nasty girls, into eating boxes and seed swapping Now the weed sparking, wanna smoke tree we'll cop a Oz we don't need bargains And baby don't take this personal, but you ain't finna hit it it's a personal The last one to show up and the first to go, and never set a date we don't flirt with hoes Been a day since the fact and she still having trouble just facing the fact so it hurts to know But that's a story for another day, cause I wouldn't have it any other way Need a cup of lean and a blunt of haze couple hundred million and a youngin' straight Shout my n***a Lino that's my brother lay, always kept me focus when a youngin' strayed Now we getting hot, probably hit the block, vibe and smoke with Tookie like the younger days Touch my paper it's the hunger games, touch my paper it's the hunger games Told em i'd come up from nothing they swore he was bluffing now they don't know what to say Astonished to say the least pull up my sleeve on my garment display the piece Work the hardest to pay the fee's got my pull up I pull up yo' goddess is chasing me [Chorus] 2x (So let's ride) She say she wanna roll with a n***a like me (Let's ride) And get throwed with a n***a like me (Let's Ride) Hit her on the phone, hit it on the nightly Lame n***a stuck at home wondering where you might be [Verse 2] Back on the scene like six o'clock so fresh so clean when I hit the block Maybe it's the rumours maybe it's the knot, maybe it's the stu or maybe it's the watch Or maybe it's all the above, or maybe she falling in love Or maybe she just tryna play me, round my way we would call it a dub Know it's slow for that, even when I'm off the potent pack Even back when I was just a younging doing nothing running with the potent pack So what's it gone be shawty we could bump some biggie we could bump some E-40 So what's it gone be shawty she was from the bay I was from the 243 Type to hit and never call her back, so you already know how the story go Type of fits that got these b**hes geeking look up in the closet it's a mauri show Phil in 02' Kobe who we got to maybe you could be my Robert Horry though You could be my Robert Horry though you could be my Robert Horry though Always knew that I would be the man, my mosaic on her instagram We pull up we hitting yo' city she with it, my concert ticket all up in her pants The irony in that, matter fact she was eyeing me infact Now she taking off that bra for me it was a prophecy I said that Imma leave with that [Chorus] 2x