4B4 (Freestyle)

Lyrics: Larry Woodard Music: Yuniik Beatz 4b4 yeah I’m the littest V4 nigga ain’t no switchin’ Got my brother right here with me Blowin’ gas and counting’ benjis Get a bag get out yo feelings Want a whip with no ceilings Yeah my team bitch we trending Vision first yeah we winning Kept it real since the beginning Can’t trust a nigga who to friendly Can’t wait to cash out on that Bentley Rock and one don’t rock fendi Stackin’ 100s Stackin’ 50s What the **** my pockets filthy 4B4 I’m Money gettin
I stayed down nigga I’m on the way up I can’t forget them days I was ****ed up I kept a sack of loud But couldn’t buy the blunt You gotta stay down You gotta run it up Nigga it’s gone get tough You gotta stay patient **** all that other shit 4b4 yeah I’m the greatness I’m sitting back chillin’ Rollin’ smokin’ flavors Yeah im high my brother on the passenger side I can barley feel my face and he can’t even open his eyes Niggas think they feel my pain boy we don’t wear the same size I had to get it on my own stay humble and I pray to god Drinking coffee Smokin za yeah I pray I make it far I just want the money Don’t got no time for no ops Ima real nigga You’ll never see me with the cops Yeah we got this shit on lock And this shit won’t never stop Vision first straight to the top Damn I really miss my pops Chillin’ posted on the block With my brother makin’ plots I told that nigga never stop It’s our time **** a watch Gotta get it none stop Do anything to make it out Never compete don’t chase no clout All that talkin’ shut yo mouth Yeah im on a paper route You know thats all I know FatMan was the GOAT Fly high I miss ya bro I can feel it in my soul For the hood ima put on 4B4 VV4 at the top where we belong Yea we the greatest niggas hatin’ at the top where we belong