4am

Lyrics

4AM HABITS
Prod. by — | BPM: 68 | Key: Bb Minor
Intro — Spoken
It's 4 in the morning… and I still think about it
That's the problem
Verse 1
Four in the mornin' and I'm lit off Casamigos
Scrollin' through your page like a fuck-boy incognito
Told myself I'm over it but I'm deep in the feelings
Ceiling fan on high but I'm hot from what I'm dealin'
Bad habits die hard when the love was real though
Hear your laugh in songs, put the playlist on zero
Overthink it all 'til the sunrise creep through
When the morning hit I act like I don't need you
Pre-Chorus
It's just a 4AM habit, nothin' more
I'll be fine by the afternoon, that's for sure
But right now in the dark, shit hit different
Miss the version of us before we went missin'
Chorus
4AM habits, I can't shake 'em
Every night I try but by 3 I'm wakin'
Thinkin' 'bout your skin, the way you'd make it
God damn, why'd you have to go and fake it
4AM habits, bottle gettin' low
Used to be your rider now I'm solo on this road
Midnight came and went and now it's four
Still can't figure out what I kept you for
Verse 2
Phone lit up — it wasn't you, it never is
Funny how I still check it like it's your biz
Drank a little more than what my liver needed
Pulled up all our texts and left before I read 'em
Self-control is somewhere that I lost it
Love ain't cheap but baby girl it costed
Costed me my sleep, my peace, my pride
And all I get is 4AM inside my mind
Bridge
I know I shouldn't be up thinkin' this hard
Know I gotta leave it where it fell apart
But damn, the quiet got a way of pullin' me in
And by morning I gotta start this shit again
Chorus
4AM habits, I can't shake 'em
Every night I try but by 3 I'm wakin'
God damn, why'd you have to go and fake it
4AM habits… bottle gettin' lowFUCC DAT (INTRO)
Prod. by — | BPM: 72 | Key: F# Minor
Intro
Yeah… they gon' feel this one
I ain't even stressed no more, for real
Verse 1
Fucc dat, I been movin' different lately
Used to chase the ones who wasn't tryna save me
Callin' at 2 AM like I'm supposed to be waitin'
Bitch I moved my energy, I'm done with the chasin'
Drove past your block and I ain't even blinked
Had me on the edge, you pushed me to the brink
Now I'm countin' racks where I used to count regrets
Had to bet on me when nobody else left
Pre-Chorus
I was losin' sleep over someone who slept easy
Every time I gave more, shit got more greedy
Took a step back, looked at what I'm seein'
Fucc all that — I'm free now, I can feel it
Chorus
Fucc dat, fucc dat, I ain't goin' back
Had my heart wide open, you just used the cracks
Fucc dat, fucc dat, I been through enough
Learned the hard way what it means to call a bluff
Fucc dat — I'm good now, yeah I'm good now
Rain hit different when you learned to walk through
Fucc dat, fucc dat — this the new me speakin'
Either ride or don't, but stop your fuckin' tweakin'
Verse 2
Seen the signs but kept on ignorin' 'em
Told myself it's love, just kept on glorifyin' it
Gave you passwords, gave you Sundays, gave you peace
You gave me silent treatments and a reason not to sleep
Every argument you'd flip it on my head
Had me apologizin' for the shit you said
Nah, I'm done with that, I threw them feelings out
I don't know who I was but I found my route
Chorus
Fucc dat, fucc dat, I ain't goin' back
Had my heart wide open, you just used the cracks
Fucc dat, fucc dat, I been through enough
Learned the hard way what it means to call a bluff
Outro
Yeah… fucc all of it, for real
New chapter, no looking back
Let's go…ON SIGHT
Prod. by — | BPM: 140 | Key: G Minor
Intro
Aye — they see me different now, on sight
Verse 1
On sight, soon as I pull up they recognize
Came from the bottom, couldn't see it with civilian eyes
Every lick was a lesson, every block was a trial
Made it out with my soul and I'm here for a while
Never had nobody hand me shit on a plate
Ate off pride and ambition while they told me to wait
Now it's designer on my chest, foreign whip on the lane
Money changed the atmosphere but I stayed the same
Chorus
On sight, on sight — they see me comin'
Went from nothin' to somethin' while you all was frontin'
On sight, on sight — no love for the fake
I kept it solid while y'all fumbled the faith
On sight, on sight — I move with intention
Every step I took, they tried to pull me out my position
On sight, on sight — still I rose
Fucc the politics, I let the money talk and the results show
Verse 2
Used to move in silence, now the silence is loud
Room full of strangers used to be a crowd
Cut the dead weight off, lost a few that I love
But loyalty ain't somethin' that you fake just 'cause
Ten missed calls from niggas that was missin' in action
Now I'm at the table and they wanna be captains
Nah, I remember who was there in the drought
Keep that small circle tight and I keep the leeches out
Bridge
Tried to dim my light, it only made it brighter
Every one who doubted just made me a fighter
Never lost my mind through the struggle and the grind
Now it's on sight soon as I step in —