With no receivers had the pickin of a option
My horsemen gave mother nature an abortion
Hard to throw 4 years out the window
I make you feel like it is 10 below
Mama bills piling up, her son don't got no time to ball
Loud p.o.t. above y’all, patron at 4 am, fuck the last call
The only way to get noticed is 4 you to dumb it down,
Blue ball, who fault? mine, only cause i stick around
I can't take a big l, my city needs me, i gotta win
The 4 horsemen surround him, they try to astound him,
When a 4 by 4 comes crashing into your skull and furthermore
They say my music knocks, so i hope it open every door
Its 4 foot of jubilation running down the stairs
At the tender age of 12, and you feel that no one cares
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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