Reign - 4PM in Brooklyn lyrics

[Verse 1: Reign] Look Percocet sessions How long before I don't feel feelings? Or till I'm able to feel ceilings I'm always holding crap, but SpAdeZ feel like I ain't get any real dealings Tryna drown out all my problems and yet I'm still swimming Thought I shaved stress off, and yet I'm still trimming Blew a couple victories, they think I'm still winning Debris is real blinding, hit me it's real chilling Sick to my stomach and still illin' I try not to complain so much Life getting heavy, I'm trying not to strain so much Or feel the pain so much Been wishing that n***as ain't think it's a game so much All b**hes here, it's double what I tame so much They show a lack of respect and it's a shame so much If they ain't cross here, I wouldn't have to aim so much But I'm still beaming, putting hands together I'm still scheming That'll keep n***as in a net, I'm still streaming That's Optimum, I'm Optimus, so optimistic Could never decept a con, I see the opportunist I'm not the brightest, I'm not the cutest, I'm not the newest Still appealing to the naked eye and I know you nudist Still truest, hit the scene like “New mood, who this?” They bringing war to a star, I just space em like Lucas No snitching, the p**y talking, keep it a Frank Had to get it off my chest like mucus, uh! I was trying so hard not to lose it, uh! Even considered Lucifer I wasn't lucid, dumb I'm so stupid to ‘em I was an addict, I'm still on top of roof with it Dog, I'm loose I'm at they neck like a noose, they want a truce? I chuck up the deuce I just want piece of ‘em, this sh** is easy Accused of taking advantage of women that need me Such a savage ain't I? Yea, I said it like Rih Rih Beard full of souls, heart full of emptiness Watching out for the ones that's on that petty sh** They ain't want to dime in when I was penniless And now I'm Ye, all the Gods wanna Envy That's Power, right? You know I go ghost to get my soul snatched I could hit switch like Bo Jack Oh Fats getting heavy with it Drive and impaler, I'm going Chevy with it Gang real, you can't cross a Christian on the edge So spare me with the “Don't not push me off the ledge" Cause you'll shoot a nerve, and have me send a bullet through your head Look, don't think I'm being a demon all of a sudden If I ain't living in sin, you know Jesus died for nothing Your woman is a saint? I wouldn't pa** the restrictions And she still make prey of my dick, my sacrilegious Still here even through the half a** predictions I'm grinding, they sick of the friction Look Stick and move, I finally picked a groove When I couldn't keep up, I decided to switch the shoes If you a hooligan, you show it, or you would lose So if n***as did dirt, they would hope it would hit the news But I'm so humble, rumble young, man rumble Favorite cousin cook keys, so nothing won't crumble Straight up, I'm 10 toes down, they all jumbled That's the difference, Good Kings never, gonna stumble Blessings coming in like bricks, it's all risky The field try to get they feels, it's all frisky Bow down, I'm buzzing Who is he? Reign real, Crown Royal My wiz key Low key, but I'm hearing the streets notice b**hes devoted, take my dick and deep throat it I'm so Big, brooknam, he potent On the scene with the holiday styles, I keep floating Found me a queen you n***as could keep the escorts I sent my old girl on a spiral, I hate ex sports Skating all over the feeling, clean stress Throw the Actavis in the double, word to King X Was quiet now I'm back making mad noise Can't stop, I'm a bad boy How many times I told you I'm ahead of you n***as? And I will never be a regular n***a Set Soundz, or shhhhh And we can't stop Can't nobody hold me down Can't nobody hold me down I'm so high, no overdosing Trill n***as don't die I hand the facts I wear bow ties as much as hoes lie Imagine that, used to shoe me away I guess they figured I was slacking Now I'm suited for it, they all jacket This all action Rosé for the flowers, see what I'm guarding I came from the dirt when they started to talk out of their tulips True sh**, I was Russian to get a shot I know I could roulette I'm hot, but keeping it cool, sh** Now they finito, Nike chain like Chico Low key like bottom locks I look a kilo Real Ape, running with the Hoggs for the sanity Young Cain, do it for my dogs in the family Lone sharks, there's no love, I got a stone heart Know I'm good around my city in every known part Wolf amongst sheep, I'm Mozart I would never miss the target, I be throwing them gold darts My n***a, look… 4PM in Brooklyn Come f** with me...