Ba**mentent - 4D lyrics

[Intro] Awe man they want it again? No Red No, they don't they don't want it again, uh, I'm just back here I thought Id get you home and uhh you know you way outta there. so Im gonna hold up one hand, one hand, can you count how many fingers I'm holding up? Lets see, 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6? You idiot. 6? yeah [Verse] Nah that can't be real And I can't be trill You know I can't be k**ed, man I'm way outta here I need some prescribed pills, I need a doctor Phil I need my god, he heals, I need a Umm? But where all of them at? You can't find god on a map I feel like a bag of them cats Where all my rap friends at? Yeah I got my car tented, double cups with some ice in it Fine women Oops I know the feds they caught my squad pimping Got the wire you trip over it, and I got your girl she at my shows again Take your designer, I follow better trends And yes I got better friends Can't see the picture, cus you blind, you need a better lens From 98 to 15 iv'e been non existing But you can catch me ripping up all of these kids dreams I'm here you know I'm conquering, your girls she only want my bling But now you have you have yourself to blame, cus all your girls is on my team Nah, nah man you stay over there nah you can't come on this side Where we have all the clean rides, cus they stay on the subside and I stay on the top side Yeah Im riding over you, I'm still making money under you This for the younger youth, cus oldies think they younger too I know these haters wanna see me slip and trip In my pumped up kicks, pedal to the medal stick to the shift This that smooth ish that murderers move with, yes I am that rapper it was never really hard to pick