im up

its 4 am and I'm up its 4 a.m. and I'm up roaming the streets burning a tank Rollin these sweets creepin in on a come up it's 4 am and I'm up Rollin a sweet out in the streets burning a tank cuz I can't sleep stuck in my thoughts losing my mind trying maintian it's matter of time before I just fall over the edge on the verge of insanity is not plain to see I don't want nobody bothering me just want to be left alone just me and microphone stop calling my damn phone leave a message at the tone now I gotta roll another sweet to put myself back in the zone I'm good don't worry bout me I'm solid G I been here before none of this shit new to me don't waste your time praying for me I have all the protection I'll ever need cuz that heat it stays with me reason being lkke that car behind has been following for awhile and it's got me nervous i know these jackers are out here lurking my pockets are fat and they I'm working one wrong move will have my gun to jerking get murking whoever lurking so what's the deal I shoot to kill rather blow this loud kick it and chill won't fall victim to starving hands only the real gone understand