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4am Zooted 2
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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Dezmond J'wan Hockaday
Dezmond J'wan Hockaday
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
ROC
ROC
Producer
Nkemakolam Nwaigwe
Nkemakolam Nwaigwe
Producer

Lyrics

Cannabis cologne, up late, blow strong Put my feelings in a wood, smoke them bitches till they gone Wait, when I needed help, who the fuck gave me a loan? Like I ain't picking up myself, like y'all ain't leave the kid alone 'Cause I was low and I was losing how it was in the beginning Same motherfuckers dats gon try be on my dick they see me winning How they gon leave me for dead like dat was supposed to make me timid Now a nigga finally living, time to make these pussies feel it Started thinking I'm too loyal, I'm the only nigga riding Used to stare into the deep end, now I see it and start diving 4 AM ain't put no sleep in, 'cause I'm grinding I know that life ain't fair, I'm just tired of being reminded 'bout dat shit I can't go out like I'm Mitch So concerned about the fans until he got put on the bench All the money came and went until it rained then he get drenched Was on top for just a bit until his mans had got him hit Now ain't dat 'bout a bitch Can't respect these niggas, hope they don't respect me neither Just keep dat shit cordial, disrespectful might get you T'ed up Mr. independent, can't a bitch lie say I need her Know she do me wrong, dat I ain't desperate, Ima leave her Not standing on my own two, embarrassing to me I done really witnessed pain so I be cherishing my peace On them days I go through hell, I find heaven in a leaf But everybody go through shit so I don't even speak And I don't even post, nigga, I don't like to tweet Can't take problems to the net because in real life shit is deep And most people do too much, they all be moving like some sheep And the worst part 'bout it all is dat they guided by the weak Wait, really, I mean we, if I'm gon tell the truth I should really look at me 'cause I ain't no better than you Ima junkie just the same for all the shit dat get me through Just 'cause my drug is more accepted, do dat mean it ain't abuse? I don't really see too much around me Mental my environment tryna drown me From the bottom but won't never let 'em ground me 'Cause I always had dreams of the county City nigga in the concrete, they found me Gotta make it, I can't let no nigga down me And through my worst day, I just let the smoke surround me Getting zooted, when they asked me why I do it I say I'm a black American, I ain't got no heritage All I know is where I'm at, all I seen is where I been Centuries behind the start line, how I'm supposed to win Cops pull you over and start wildin', think my life gon end 9 time outta 10, he was brought up in the trenches Or he ridiculed and feel embarrassed by the fact he didn't Me, I felt embarrassed 'cause I did, I wanted picket fences Mad when I seen niggas dat had it lie to protect they image Me, I always wanted different Gotta stack my paper, you can't walk this world alone, them blocks get dangerous I hope you make it far away from all these vacants All it takes is dedication, I can taste it I be rolling up woods 'cause they good for my mood In my heart, I got some scars, put THC in the wound Inhale peace and let out what I been through Got me up late blowing smoke at the moon
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