4AM - G.W.D.H.G. lyrics

(Hook) Hello (Where you at?) sh**, I don't know I'm faded, I'm just goin' where da homies go (Wait, what?) I'm just goin where da homies go Mama on me, I'm just goin' where da homies go (2x) (Verse 1) It's 2AM Speeding down the highway on the 110 Mom blowin' up my phone, but I can't go home Cuz she'll know I've been drunk again But Imma be alright like K-Dot, uh Couple buzz balls and a head shot, uh The big homie let me hit the blunt for free And by now everybody prolly know my drink I'm walking through the city with a gangsta lean Trunk hold the slugger I'm major league For when you n***as get to frontin', my n***as get to bustin' Yeah I keep a couple homies that are wanted by the dozen, oh! Chillin' in the cut, now and then I'll make a cameo Then pull off with a bad a** b**h you've never seen before "Hey mom, yeah I got you on the speaker phone And you heard me right, I'm just goin' where my people go" Will I make it home alive mama I'll never know.. So say a prayer, you and granny both The homies got me twisted off that potion And sobriety's off that option Unless I drink the whole Pacific Ocean On Me! (Hook) Hello (Where you at?) sh**, I don't know I'm faded, I'm just goin' where da homies go (Wait, what?) I'm just goin where da homies go Mama on me, I'm just goin' where da homies go (2x) (Verse 2) It's 3AM Mama told me to be home bout' an hour ago Plus I got work in the morning Imma only have time to wake up take a shower and go But I can't think about that sh** right now Cuz I'm in the wrong f**in' part of town And these n***as I ride with Might be the same mother f**ers on a night like this to die with (AYE AYE AYE!! Wa**up n***as! Where y'all from!?) I'm trying not to get lost in the city tonight I pray the Lord won't take my life Cuz now it's three-thirty And I know my mama's worried That her only son she just might have to bury Cuz it's hot in the city hundred days out here Even when the sun's out it still rains out here Because it's me, AP, and TG, and some n***as I'll keep nameless We just runnin' through the city hoping that the rain don't spray us Cuz if these drops fall on your head your dead As a car pull up behind us, hit the backstreet right beside us Now we're sprinting down the Ave like we're straight out Jamaica But even the legs of Usain Bolt can meet his maker On Me! (Hook) Hello (Where you at?) sh**, I don't know I'm faded, I'm just goin' where da homies go (Wait, what?) I'm just goin where da homies go Mama on me, I'm just goin' where da homies go (2x) (Verse 3) It's 4 motherf**ing... AM and she f**in Young, wild, and thuggin, Colt .45 Andrew Luckin Lurkin in the cut up in public, screamin f** the Republic...an Party, we party, my drink mixed with Bacardi Mother f** a hierachy, I'm a young Marcus Garvey Mixed with Huey and Malcom, expectations they doubt em Only a few of us moving up, who the f** talkin tough? Step up get, get laid down Ain't playin round my side of town don't give a f** Cops probably gon' shoot us up, true enough, late at night Tamir Rice Lord probably gonna take my life, I don't really take advice In the whip...chillin with, homies, hoes, friends with benefits n***as mad they ain't in the clique, 339 b**h we winning sh** Cross faded feeling loose, all my homies got the juice We some soldiers we some troops, bout a check, Nike swoosh That's on me, that's on me Stop trippin I'm just rollin with my homies b**h! (Hook) Hello (Where you at?) sh**, I don't know I'm faded, I'm just goin' where da homies go (Wait, what?) I'm just goin where da homies go Mama on me, I'm just goin' where da homies go (2x) (Outro) I'm trying not to get lost in the city tonight I pray the Lord won't take my life (2x)