"4AM" lyrics
(feat. Rimzee)
[Slim:]
Picture me rolling
I'm not smoking cah I'm locked in
My own thoughts got me boxed in
Like I was stuck in the jail on a tuna and sock ting
Oi, you must have lost it
Thinking I ain't ready
Hoodie up, in my whip, moving sketchy
If I see them blue lights, it gets tekky
I'm going jail if they get me
I'm a whole one of tops, you can't press me
I been making money so that shit don't impress me
It stays on my mind but it's living there rent-free
And why you keep talking money, cah the money gon' take me
On the pitch, I've been playing my part like Heskey
In the hardest of times, my heart never left me
You understand what I mean if you get me
Like shit, do you get me?
And yeah, cah you know me, I'm putting in the work all summer
Overseas, tell my girl I'm a distant lover
I'm going in for the bread, I can't miss this butter
You see, life ain't a joke, I ain't Christopher Tucker
I do the mileage myself like a distance runner
I ain't taking no breaks for no Christmas supper
See, I'm getting too old to go and grip my cutter
But you must have gone mad to think I'm slipping one up
It's 4AM, I ain't sleeping
It's shallow water but I'm deep in
I pray salah, I need cleaning
I hit the grind every day for a reason
And put in work all seasons
It's 4AM, I ain't sleeping
It's shallow water but I'm deep in
I pray salah, I need cleaning
I hit the grind every day for a reason
And put in work all seasons
[Rimzee:]
Never been a tag-along, no beef with the camera on
Business the flat 'cause that's the shit I be standing on
Machines, still copping 'em, getting money and it's obvious
Mayfair settings, Greek salad, grilled octopus
And I ain't lost a step, my whole meal cost your rent
But it weren't all sweet, a nigga started from a tens
No limits, show you 'bout stove whipping
How to hit the strip and get the phone ripping
Buy the whole store, I can't fuck these chicks raw
Had the T jumping, gave out pics like Slawn
Getting money all season, seven figure meetings
Catch me with demons, never catch me in Eden
Turn runners into bosses, P and L, profits and the losses
I was falling off, I had to lock in
Built an empire from a kitchen sink
It's a hundred for the Patty if I flick the wrist
[Slim:]
It's 4AM, I ain't sleeping
It's shallow water but I'm deep in
I pray salah, I need cleaning
I hit the grind every day for a reason
And put in work all seasons
It's 4AM, I ain't sleeping
It's shallow water but I'm deep in
I pray salah, I need cleaning
I hit the grind every day for a reason
And put in work all seasons
Picture me rolling
I'm not smoking cah I'm locked in
My own thoughts got me boxed in
Like I was stuck in the jail on a tuna and sock ting
Oi, you must have lost it
Thinking I ain't ready
Hoodie up, in my whip, moving sketchy
If I see them blue lights, it gets tekky
I'm going jail if they get me
I'm a whole one of tops, you can't press me
I been making money so that shit don't impress me
It stays on my mind but it's living there rent-free
And why you keep talking money, cah the money gon' take me
On the pitch, I've been playing my part like Heskey
In the hardest of times, my heart never left me
You understand what I mean if you get me
Like shit, do you get me?
And yeah, cah you know me, I'm putting in the work all summer
Overseas, tell my girl I'm a distant lover
I'm going in for the bread, I can't miss this butter
You see, life ain't a joke, I ain't Christopher Tucker
I do the mileage myself like a distance runner
I ain't taking no breaks for no Christmas supper
See, I'm getting too old to go and grip my cutter
But you must have gone mad to think I'm slipping one up
It's 4AM, I ain't sleeping
It's shallow water but I'm deep in
I pray salah, I need cleaning
I hit the grind every day for a reason
And put in work all seasons
It's 4AM, I ain't sleeping
It's shallow water but I'm deep in
I pray salah, I need cleaning
I hit the grind every day for a reason
And put in work all seasons
[Rimzee:]
Never been a tag-along, no beef with the camera on
Business the flat 'cause that's the shit I be standing on
Machines, still copping 'em, getting money and it's obvious
Mayfair settings, Greek salad, grilled octopus
And I ain't lost a step, my whole meal cost your rent
But it weren't all sweet, a nigga started from a tens
No limits, show you 'bout stove whipping
How to hit the strip and get the phone ripping
Buy the whole store, I can't fuck these chicks raw
Had the T jumping, gave out pics like Slawn
Getting money all season, seven figure meetings
Catch me with demons, never catch me in Eden
Turn runners into bosses, P and L, profits and the losses
I was falling off, I had to lock in
Built an empire from a kitchen sink
It's a hundred for the Patty if I flick the wrist
[Slim:]
It's 4AM, I ain't sleeping
It's shallow water but I'm deep in
I pray salah, I need cleaning
I hit the grind every day for a reason
And put in work all seasons
It's 4AM, I ain't sleeping
It's shallow water but I'm deep in
I pray salah, I need cleaning
I hit the grind every day for a reason
And put in work all seasons
