4am by Trillist B Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Lyrical rap like it's my ABCs
You people jumping the bandwagon just to come at me
But can't fuck with me and my position
Meaningless words behind a mic like a politician
Listen; coming at my name just to get some fame
Everything was given by your parents like you're Mister Wayne
Adidas shoes, custom suit and a Hunnid bands
And flexing them out like a regular white privileged man
Help me understand if you can how you're a man
Claiming I'm a bitch but really you are just a scam
Selfish enough to only care about yourself
Social status and wealth has poisoned your mind’s health
Mental; your shots are soft now they very gentle
Your raps was obtained from MC now that’s a rental
Need another person just to get you more insight
Hopefully Martin is done sucking is that grip tight?
I might come up with the spot automatic
Shoot shots with my flow cos you know they are erratic
Static; fanatic
Thinking you're the next b rabbit
But let these rhymes sink deep cos I go savage
Woah tryna catch a wave
Trend setting but I ain't getting paid
We getting faded
Use my name again so you can say you've made it
[Verse 2]
Yeah woah killing my style
Just hanging around like you a lost child
When I run up on a chigga he gonna get whipped
From the whiff and the sight of AM tits
Woah locked out of heaven
Might be seventeen but you act like eleven
CB really doesn't want your zero point seven
Embarrassing night let that be a lesson
Sexual turn ons from your hentai collection
Girl to girl to relieve the tension
You need attention and I forgot to mention
When I slaughter MC it will be your ascension
Shitty jokes but you're the only good one
Don't talk now cos you know I ain't done
Gucci shit just all from your mum
Stop tryna flex cos your cringe now weighs a tonne
Like Woah this the path that I built
Coming for my name you gonna get killed
These raps and these rhymes will let out your little secrets
So hold tight to them you might wanna keep it
These raps are the beginning to my greatest victory
Once it's all done your names will be nothing but history, a mystery
Lyrical rap like it's my ABCs
You people jumping the bandwagon just to come at me
But can't fuck with me and my position
Meaningless words behind a mic like a politician
Listen; coming at my name just to get some fame
Everything was given by your parents like you're Mister Wayne
Adidas shoes, custom suit and a Hunnid bands
And flexing them out like a regular white privileged man
Help me understand if you can how you're a man
Claiming I'm a bitch but really you are just a scam
Selfish enough to only care about yourself
Social status and wealth has poisoned your mind’s health
Mental; your shots are soft now they very gentle
Your raps was obtained from MC now that’s a rental
Need another person just to get you more insight
Hopefully Martin is done sucking is that grip tight?
I might come up with the spot automatic
Shoot shots with my flow cos you know they are erratic
Static; fanatic
Thinking you're the next b rabbit
But let these rhymes sink deep cos I go savage
Woah tryna catch a wave
Trend setting but I ain't getting paid
We getting faded
Use my name again so you can say you've made it
[Verse 2]
Yeah woah killing my style
Just hanging around like you a lost child
When I run up on a chigga he gonna get whipped
From the whiff and the sight of AM tits
Woah locked out of heaven
Might be seventeen but you act like eleven
CB really doesn't want your zero point seven
Embarrassing night let that be a lesson
Sexual turn ons from your hentai collection
Girl to girl to relieve the tension
You need attention and I forgot to mention
When I slaughter MC it will be your ascension
Shitty jokes but you're the only good one
Don't talk now cos you know I ain't done
Gucci shit just all from your mum
Stop tryna flex cos your cringe now weighs a tonne
Like Woah this the path that I built
Coming for my name you gonna get killed
These raps and these rhymes will let out your little secrets
So hold tight to them you might wanna keep it
These raps are the beginning to my greatest victory
Once it's all done your names will be nothing but history, a mystery