Tory Lanez - 4am Flex lyrics

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Tory Lanez - 4am Flex lyrics

Tell me how you feel 'bout a n***a coming thru on a 4am flex shawty We done came down off a mission now its time for the 4am flex shawty Leaving round 2, did the mission round 3, you the 4am flex shawty I'm on my way right now, on the 4am flex yeah You don't like flaw b**hes, I don't like hoe n***as We on some same sh** I hit that smoke with ya, I pour that 4 with ya You on the low, well yeah I'm on the low with ya Pick up and go get you I might just trust you enough to leave all my d** and leave all of my dough with you I leave it all around 4am I just hit you up for the 4am Flex now Riding down the west end shawty and bouta make a left right now She live in Driftwood All of her famo from Shore She know the read if the lick good Shawty gon stick to the program I never don't have no ways That's why you know that I work She so official that she'll get the pot and she'll throw her own four in the mix Pull up to the function on fours, like a n***a had two plus two on the whip I'ma keep it real with your friends I need you plus you plus you, I'm a deal shawty All up for the 4am flex, cuz the 3am ain't really go good on the real shawty 4am flex, and I'm watching for the cops and I put that on the hood, shawty Come on my n***a, shut up my n***a you gon wake this n***a up Ayo my n***a, I'm trying sh**, my n***a put the sh** in the bag, let's go Let's go Ay sh**, yo yo yo yo yo yo, I think this n***a waking up Oh f** oh sh** Ayo who the f** is that in my house sh**, go out the front door, go out the front door Let's go, run to the car, run to the car, run to the car Me and the homie pull off the corner inside of a old Honda Accord The feeling feel like a torture The n***a we just robbed just popped one in his shoulder And led to me pulling over, to checking and telling him dawg Just take the pa**enger seat and I hit the road Cuz there's way too many police out here to feel like we low My back windshield broke and the driver seat soak From the blood that was previously leaking from his coat We switch sides while I put this sh** to drive A 80 some odd miles, shiftin the gear to 5 Hopin' that the 5-0 pigs don't see the ride Cuz normally I ain't scared, but tonight there's fear in my eyes My phone blingin' cuz my girl at home clingin' And unaware of the problem this night on the road bringin' Then I pick up the phone and tell her I'm speedin' home As soon as I drop my dawg at the emergence room

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