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"4 Clove Club"

[Verse 1]
Never had no patience, I got signed before I graduated
And I had good grades sh*t, but God damn I had to make it
In school, didn't know how to use computers, made the rawest statements
I knew exactly what I was doing since I put paws to pavement
Every block I walked [?] workers paid them
Put palms to face when commas wasted on some basics, basic sh*t
I'd rather drop some dough and know my homies ate some sh*t Than have some glaze up on my wrist, look
Heard some sh*t about my flag, lot of f*cking talk
It's simple, I'm mixed, don't fit into a f*cking box
Ain't a riddle to this sh*t, it's just poppy tryna pop
That's just Patty tryna rap, John Gotti of the flock
Bob Marley with the pot, smash hits on the pot
Yeah, that's what I want
Do me and still be hot, it's a f*cking bop
Can't do green, blue screen, too much green I rock
Ya heard?

[Chorus]
I've been on some next sh*t since the debt sh*t
Even when I get sh*t it's on to the next sh*t
Been on, I'ma get mine since back in the Mets hat
But I don't got time to f*cking reflect back
So I froze up then I rose up, 4 Clove Club
Cold what, coqui and some cold cuts for the mutts
No more half halves, make a flag, throw it up
Get a bag, blow a buck
Get it back, grow it up

[Verse 2]
Not enough time to not grind
Been sonned too many times to not shine
Beer for breakfast, here in the Texas
Uber here, it's a Lexus
Or am I wit' it, some press sh*t
Next sh*t, next sh*t, sh*t's depressing
I don't even get it, even when I got it man it's on to the next sh*t
I'ma be honest I ain't even want it by the time it get depressing
Now its all wack (facts), but a motherf*cker gotta bounce back, refresh it
Testing questions, [?], thinking I'ma learn some lessons
I ain't gotta learn no sh*t, I just gotta burn a spliff and blessing
As my profession flexing and I earn this sh*t, a professor
Tenure, drink while class in session
Stink of ash and Benson
Edges came with a pack henchmen, I'm back
And I ain't been this sick since back in Peckham
Matter fact back when I was that rapping freshman, schmacked

[Chorus]
I've been on some next sh*t since the debt sh*t
Even when I get sh*t it's on to the next sh*t
Been on, I'ma get mine since back in the Mets hat
But I don't got time to f*cking reflect back
So I froze up then I rose up, 4 Clove Club
Cold what, coqui and some cold cuts for the mutts
No more half halves, make a flag, throw it up
Get a bag, blow a buck
Get it back, grow it up

[Outro]
You motherf*cker, you, you white motherf*cker
I told you to get the f*ck out
You f*cking piece of sh*t

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