Journey at 4AM

[Verse 1]

Master Don, the restaurant, I'm aiming far
At the bar, the breathe is harsh, I'm after all
Yeah we
On the journey of life
Yeah we, own it, making the future tight
But I'm, never really sorry with the blow
Wave goodbye, the boat, and I just wanted to float
Nobody gon' take it away from me
Nobody gon' take away from me
Hey I'm sorry I want ya, hey I'm sorry I want it
Hey I'm sorry, I'm always, tryna get past the lover
But we on, yeah we on, yeah we on
I'm sorry the purple, I'm sorry I hurt you
I'm out with the Popo, and I won't loot you
But I don't know, girl I don't know
Yeah
Come with me on a journey
I just want you to feel me
I'm never gon' want it
I don't care about symmetry
But, you got something that I want
You got a couple things I'm never really feeling divorce
But what's up
Got the journey I want ya
I'm always tryna be the fucken kid with Jehovah
With the alcoholics and I fuck around a little
I wanna lick your nipples, I just wanna fuck you in the middle
I wanna touch on your toes, I wanna touch on your life
Wanna touch on this shit, i just really want me a wife
But I don't, I just want a couple bitches instead
Couple bitches in my bed, give me company head
But
On the company card we are
Rolling outta bed, I'm just tryna make you a star
But no matter what we do we duck the Lucifer
We loosen her, and I don't really comprehend the burglar

[Verse 2]

Take a journey with me, just ride through the waves
Ride through the ship, we never really come out of this phase
But you fucked around a little too much and I couldn't handle it
I was always tryna chase that sun right in Los Angeles
Why we talking about it, why the fuck am I even here
Am I part of the game, or am I the rapper that's too sincere
Why the fuck am I even in this, yeah we just bad mouth eachother
But we gotta get to the business

No one thought this one time
We skip lines, we unwind, in due time, fine
I pick up a Glock, shoot my jump shot in the wrong time when you call the cops
On top with the burdency, I murder the
Any single man the emotions never hurting me
But it's hurting you, and I know its true
Gotta get outta my head cause I know I'm over you
Shit, nothing is realer or scary
Than the supremacy of one race this shit is compelling
Praise one to rap fanatics, sit through the open caskets
Skip through all my taxes, they ask me if I'm back yet
Nah not gon' be for a little while
I need to simmer down, till I get back on my fucken crown
Get on my crown
Bitch!