In 4 - NoCap

I got 20 on my beat, bitch (Lil' bitch) Uh, fuck a nigga, fuck a nigga (I got 20 on my beat, huh?) Fuck a nigga (4X, 4X, gang) Uh, uh, uh (4 Way, you get this shit the Glo way), uh Fuck a nigga and his clique too (Fuck a nigga and his clique) We beat a nigga drunk or draw down That's how my clique move, uh, uh (Huh? Come here) I got millions on my mental (Cash) I just signed a deal, I'll still slide in a rental (Uh, uh, uh, bow) Uh, diss who? (Huh?) Nigga diss me, we gon' make your family miss you (Poof) Thought I was a referee, Lil Stunna too official Lil' thot can suck and fuck but no, I won't kiss you (Thot, thot) Uh, I won't miss you (Uh, uh, uh, uh) Yeah, I won't leave the house without my pistol (I won't) Go back and forth with the rappin' My lil' niggas gon' get you, uh (Get him outta here) Try and flip you, they blitz you I bet you wish you wouldn't got into this shit (Come here, huh?) When they at your door like the rent due, yeah (Bow-bow-bow) I can't spoil a bitch food (Uh) I get it back and cash out at the mall Spent three racks on a fit, ooh (Yuh) Fuck it, I might buy a glick too (Uh, uh) I ain't nothin' like these friendly-ass rappers I'm not with you, I'm against you (Fuck) Overlap 'em, I'm fin' to (Yeah) My punchlines hit like the stick move (Yeah) She wanna fuck, she get hit with the spin move (Huh?) Bitch, give me your mouth, your dental (Thot, thot) She suck the dick 'til I'm finished (Yeah) Uh, she suckin' me in minutes (Uh) I cannot hate 'cause I get cake He want a verse, I need 10K (Ha) Cash, I ran through plenty Rich youngin, I come turn up in your city for a twenty Ooh, I got on my beat, 20, Glock .23 hold .22 Don't tell me what you finna do (Fuck) Go with your move, we do a nigga pitiful (Yeah) I ain't tryna talk with my revenue Fuck nigga can't come to my avenue (Gang) I'm on a roll, I'm travelin' Two gigs one night, that's a bag or two That get spent on designer shoes, uh (Uh) And designer shit, rockstar my feet Balenciaga kicks (Uh) A in for my bros what I'm tryna get (Huh?) Then a nigga got rich, y'all punched me in Hang with the opps, you one of them Play with this shit and we up on them Four times, they know not to fuck with them (Four times) Uh, they like, "Stunna, where the fuck your mixtape?" Hol' up, nigga (Get off my dick) I'm finna fuck yo' bitch face (Yo' bitch, nigga) I'ma drop that shit when I want to, bitch, wait (Huh, huh?) He a whole dub, eat him up, he a fish plate (Come here) Pops shoulda used a rubber, nigga, you a mistake (Pussy) Punch me in, call me Mister One Take (Punch me in) She get off work, eat that dick up for lunch break (Thot) I don't give a fuck what they gon' say, nigga Play it, get sent up like blessings on a Sunday, huh?

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Damn, my bad) Dior ski mask, used to think 'bout robbin' for designer She know I want her, she can tell how hard that I be tryin' Quick to take a nigga spirit, he united with his partner On vacation with this chopper, if I get caught, then they gon' lock me I'm rockin' rough Way too many hoes to choose, what's the move? I gotta get up off this juice, I'm lean crazy Apologize for my addiction, I know they envy I gotta make sure I'm not slippin' Spend a dub and make that shit right back tomorrow Real-ass light to me, vampire, you spin before it's dark I'm sittin' at the cemеtery, I cried out for help, but thеy went deaf Confinement solitary, really, I'm playin' the cards I'm dealt They can't get credit for my wealth, I'm done did it all myself Bullet rounds and droppin' shells, too much ice like I'm on meth These niggas ain't opps These niggas just broke and bored with nothin' to do but die Ask Mrs Wanda, I was in that jungle screamin', "1600 block" (yeah) I was always told that it's the feds or grave, ayy So I hit my cup, and I looked up and prayed, ayy Went hard in the booth for them to go leak songs Real street nigga, got beef that I don't speak on Off-white, we black, but we on Focus on music 'cause I can't talk sacks through the phone Took too many losses, I'm cashin' out on Rick Owens Fred, I miss you, nigga, I wonder how things been goin' (yeah) Main bird, I do two hundred in that track hawk Left that model bitch on read 'cause I'm that raw Known to spin it with my dogs, then we flee We forever be the 'cause when they bleed Dior ski mask, used to think 'bout robbin' for designer She know I want her, she can tell how hard that I be tryin' Quick to take a nigga spirit, he united with his partner On vacation with this chopper, if I get caught, then they gon' lock me I'm rockin' rough Way too many hoes to choose, what's the move? I gotta get up off this juice, I'm lean crazy Apologize for my addiction, I know they envy I gotta make sure I'm not slippin' Spend a dub and make that shit right back tomorrow Real-ass light to me, vampire, you spin before it's dark I'm sittin' at the cemetery, I cried out for help, but they went deaf Confinement solitary, really, I'm playin' the cards I'm dealt

Load up, young nigga, load up, young nigga Load up, young nigga, load Pour up one, nigga, pour up one, nigga Pour up one, nigga, pour Roll up, young nigga, roll up, young nigga Roll up, maybe three or four Post up, young nigga, post up, young nigga Post up right there by the store Toast up, young nigga, toast up, young nigga Toast up, young nigga, toast And he don't wanna hurt nobody, he just want some money So don't nobody move tonight, yeah Nobody listens to his story, death was here before me So don't nobody move tonight, yeah Good nigga did some shit up in the past that he don't wanna mention His partner died right in front of him, he ain't been the same since He beefin' and he out on bond But he ain't trippin' he still wanna spin it Thinkin' back, he seen like seven homies gone who he won't see again Them pistols on him dirty, but he still won't trade 'em His baby mama trippin', say she need a lil' paper He don't know what to do, he walk back and forth pacin' He say before he sell 'em, it'll be home invasion The hood familiar with the kid, he the heart of the south And he don't know who killed his brother, murder still unsolved His uncle put his cousin on, he thinkin' 'bout takin' him off His cousin serve him all the time, he know his sack in his drawers His cousin serve him all the time, he know the racks in the car It's kinda easy, he be high, he always lackin' on bars Somebody loves you I know what you goin' through You need someone to talk to Weight of the world is on you Load up, young nigga, load up, young nigga Load up, young nigga, load Pour up one, nigga, pour up one, nigga Pour up one, nigga, pour Roll up, young nigga, roll up, young nigga Roll up, maybe three or four Post up, young nigga, post up, young nigga Post up right there by the store You catch one more felony, then you doin' life I'm just tryna preach and tell you that it's more to life You tryna change, but they still hold you on your past life Ain't ate in days, you're stressin', fuckin' up your appetite Asked God once, you said, "fuck it, I'ma ask him twice" If you ask a third time, you know that you not askin' nice Cousin gave you one dime, why the fuck he got on all this ice? His uncle taxin' him, give his cousin a better price If he hit this one lick, he feel like his whole future bright Never worked on calls, but the ghetto left him traumatized Before he know it, his uncle pullin' up on him And droppin' ten bags off, he ain't know that was comin' He feelin' good, he been hustlin', gave his girl a lil' money Said he gon' die or go to jail, they try to take somethin' from him He had found out who killed his brother, he put like two of 'em under Thoughts on robbin' unc' and cuz But he had love for both of 'em (so that's all) Load up, young nigga, load up, young nigga Load up, young nigga, load Pour up one, nigga, pour up one, nigga Pour up one, nigga, pour Roll up, young nigga, roll up, young nigga Roll up, maybe three or four Post up, young nigga, post up, young nigga Post up right there by the store Toast up, young nigga, toast up, young nigga Toast up, young nigga, toast And he don't wanna hurt nobody, he just want some money So don't nobody move tonight, yeah Nobody listens to his story, death was here before me So don't nobody move tonight, yeah

(Dee B you got that heat, you gat that heat, you gat that heat) (Out the window) Yeah, tryna numb the pain, I keep putting drugs into my body How the fuck my nigga's doing time without no watches Why the fuck did slim have to die before I made it big? If I was Kyrie Irving I still don't think I can shake this shit Like JJ think 'bout all the good times The judge lied they said he'd be home off a good time He feel like Rondo, he been down for a good nine We in the streets like bad traffic, got us all stuck His homie free but that's the one who set it all up Lil Joe got murdered, he gon' bag him up like Roxy's We setting trends, we might start selling some couches Wanna come 'round my chain, fuck around and get your dogs hit 1600 promise i'ma get us all rich I know heaven got a phone, but Fred ain't call yet I get in my feelings, wanna take off on a nigga like offset Hope he got insurance cause we gonna smash him like a car wreck I wasn't there when Slim died, I'm telling you I'm sorry Said I was trafficking, told the judge I got a thing for codeine My cousin was robbing, got sentenced twenty years when he was 18 Fred just got killed, how many bullets hit him, they said 18 Loaded all my clips, I'm doing anything but praying If he black right off the bat, it's like he guilty If I commit suicide, at least a real nigga had killed me I think about Duke, I close my eyes and see you smiling I seen him lifeless, watch them put the sheets on his body Fred wanted to do right, died with a tweak card in his pocket Yes, I'm depressed, I'm feeling down, so don't even ask Want to see slim for one last time Let me remind you, he had a closed casket Tryna numb the pain, I keep putting drugs into my body How the fuck my nigga's doing time without no watches Why the fuck did slim have to die before I made it big? If I was Kyrie Irving I still don't think I can shake this shit Like JJ think 'bout all the good times The judge lied they said he'd be home off a good time He feel like Rondo, he been down for a good nine We in the streets like bad traffic, got us all stuck His homie free but that's the one who set it all up Like JJ think 'bout all the good times The judge lied they said he'd be home off a good time

Ay, ay, ay, ay, that prolly Tago Al Geno on the track Ay, panorama roof, I'm watchin' when the rain go I think that I can count a million with my eyes closed I done did some dirt that only God knows Tell the plug that he could send it up, the number low Hustle all day, I count the money at night Expectin' them to change, so I wasn't surprised (Yeah, yeah, yeah) Five-star hotel, I just got off a jet I ain't flexin', I ain't braggin' Pulled up in the Range, fully loaded Ay, came through with some sticks, they fully loaded Police had threw a flash, had me in holding cells Ain't breakin' down no bag, you know it's whole we sell I pack two, nigga, NoCap Machiavelli I'm the new 'Pac, NoCap Hail Mary Them clips look like bananas, but I'm rockin' Burberry Niggas I love wanna see me lose, that shit got real scary, damn Ay, you see me flexin' on that 'Gram Ay, 'cause bitch, that's what I really am Ay, my pockets fat, I'm missin' Slim I'm a savage and I'm ballin, call me 21, Tim', nigga Double Gs on me, call me go getta Born in this shit so I didn't have to go recruit killers I don't know who told you But girl I'm a player, still fuck, won't lay up I heard the opps got some tints, the car need to be painted Might as well let me spray it up They didn't have to ask, I was down to my last I'm eatin' a hundred grand on favors (Oh, Lord, oh, no) Ay, panorama roof, I'm watchin' when the rain go I think that I can count a million with my eyes closed I done did some dirt that only God knows Tell the plug that he could send it up, the number low Hustle all day, I count the money at night Expectin' them to change, so I wasn't surprised (Yeah, yeah, yeah) Five-star hotel, I just got off a jet I ain't flexin', I ain't braggin' I'm not flexin', I'm not braggin' We was four deep in that van and we tagged 'em I thought them niggas, they was real, they was actin' It's all good, we not gon' trip, we gon' tax 'em Oh Lord, callin' on the Lord like I talk to the Devil sometimes Every time I lose somebody you know that it's numb time I sit back, take a pill and think about 'em, all the good times Steppin' on these niggas for my pain (Steppin' on) Steppin' on these niggas for my pain (Yeah) Better bulletproof your umbrella 'Cause we known to make it rain Man, he turned out to be a fake fella That boy he not the same (The same) He changed up on his dawgs, man, he changed up on the game Man, he changed up on the game That boy switchin' lanes (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) That's what you call a lame My boy got the same (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) I said, every time they catch a stain (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) Promised to my dawgs wouldn't change with that fame Everybody got water drippin' on 'em, no drain We gon' keep on catchin' these bodies Until my niggas find that mane (Whoa) Ayy, panorama roof, I'm watchin' when the rain go I think that I can count a million with my eyes closed (With my eyes closed) I done did some dirt that only God knows (God knows) Tell the plug that he could send it up, the number low (Yeah) Hustle all day, I count the money at night (At night) Expectin' them to change, so I wasn't surprised (Whoa, yeah, yeah, yeah) Five-star hotel, I just got off a jet (Yeah, yeah) I ain't flexin', I ain't braggin' (Yeah) I ain't flexin', I ain't braggin' I ain't flexin', I ain't braggin' I ain't flexin', I ain't braggin' 1600

Who would ever know? When it rain drops, it falls on you Who would ever know? (Yeah) The love we get evicted and the hate come through Even though I came from nothing, cannot embrace the fame Even though I came from nothing, I wanted everything Wasn't surprised I expected them to leave anyway It ain't the same when niggas die you hang with everyday We did cornerbacks my gun ain't got no safety All these crooked smiles, I think they need braces Now I spend fifteen hundred on shoes, we used to couldn't pay the light bill They wanna knock me off I'm on, I'm in Off White gear Who was in the car with Slim? I don't know who to kill I'ma find out real soon, I'ma kill every name I hear When I'm doing everything wrong, who the hell I'ma talk to? You was in the studio when I made Win, how the fuck I lost you? Kill man fasting ski mask V-Lone That's Cap just rapping we don't know what he on Do he wanna live? Who he gon' kill? 'Cause he keep it cool even when he got heat on 'em And he signed a deal turn down a Mil' he Steady dropping he know that the streets want it Every song he make is for the hood He gon' sweat and cry and bleed on 'em Cap why you wear Filas? You don't do nothing but tell the truth Ain't feeling these niggas, I'ma fuck around and kill a masseuse Broken hearts Wounds and Scars It was Nate go love I watched it fall apart Cross said he don't remember the rari, he was on Xan X Now he locked behind bars Duke died with his gun on him He ain't have a job but they said he couldn't get off Yeah, Lil Joe gon' wipe your nose, you bet not sneeze Try to turn that Toyota Bentley keys Pull up Tesla and I charge the battery, and I subtract I been on Addys I know this pain prolly never fade away Since a lil' boy all he ever wanted was bodies Abandoned child, all he thought about was run away The only time that he smile is when he see Gunplay Who would ever know? When it rain drops, it falls on you Who would ever know? (Yeah) The love we get evicted and the hate come through Even though I came from nothing, cannot embrace the fame Even though I came from nothing, I wanted everything Wasn't surprised I expected them to leave anyway It ain't the same when niggas die you hang with everyday

(That shit gon' be crazy, Jacc) Swear that pain get so tough All in all, feel like I'm running out of luck Can't make them happy, they'll laugh if I give up In and out, that shit so tough I wish the jail was running out of cuffs I gave 'em everything I had, it wasn't enough And I keep asking, what is love? I regret when I was giving you my trust I gave you chance after chance, you fucked it up And I ain't gon' lie, the money good, but I don't think the industry for us Rappers linking up and acting like they husbands Ain't nobody untouchable Watch them demons fall Ayy, Mulsanne, that's cheap, new chain on me They aiming for my heart with that chrome, designer fiend I know you can see the pain run through my face You know I needed you, you ran away You know what I been through, got all type of phases One bad thought, won't talk the rest of the day Money, it can't get me out of all situations Stand on my own until they put me in the grave Standin' on the edge of a cliff with a long thirty clip I put one up in the head Swear that pain get so tough All in all, feel like I'm running out of luck Can't make them happy, they'll laugh if I give up In and out, that shit so tough I wish the jail was running out of cuffs I gave 'em everything I had, it wasn't enough And I keep asking, what is love? I regret when I was giving you my trust I gave you chance after chance, you fucked it up And I ain't gon' lie, the money good, but I don't think the industry for us Rappers linking up and acting like they husbands Ain't nobody untouchable Watch them demons fall Every time it's going wrong, they always seem to blame me Seen niggas get life or die, I made it off that same street They done seen me how I turned them handcuffs to Cuban links, whoa Designer everything, I'm in the newest fashion I'm tryna hide the pain behind these Gucci glasses I know I'm fly as an eagle, I'm grinding like I'm Tony Hawk When my shooters get bored, your mama gon' see nothing but chalk Keep going, don't give up and give 'em something to talk about And you just remember all them times that they let you down Swear that pain get so tough All in all, feel like I'm running out of luck Can't make them happy, they'll laugh if I give up In and out, that shit so tough I wish the jail was running out of cuffs I gave 'em everything I had, it wasn't enough And I keep asking, what is love? I regret when I was giving you my trust I gave you chance after chance, you fucked it up And I ain't gon' lie, the money good, but I don't think the industry for us Rappers linking up and acting like they husbands (Ain't nobody untouchable) (Watch them demons fall)