4am in Sydney - Melo

4am in Sydney - Melo

Альбом
Bandaids over Bulletwounds
Год
2019
Язык
`Engelska`
Длительность
350000

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Låttexten " 4am in Sydney "

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4am in Sydney

Melo

When friends turn to enemies true colours be on show for the world to see

Rarely be the one who would check on me but lowkey go and check for me

Tell me why is it your girl that’s stressing me?

Like I don’t deal with enough heat already B

Don’t ex-cite the flames

5 years cooking perfecting the recipe

Murderous streak on whoever sleeping tell em rest in peace

Uh huh, yeah, tell 'em rest in peace

Rhyming like the cadence of Drizzy Drake infected me

Yeah, and I’m reppin' Sydney successfully

Down for my dawgs, yeah we on another pedigree

Truth, truth, yeah, you bet it be

I’m putting into motion everything that I said I’d be

I’m definitely ahead time like I’m 70

Do all these rappers got a limp?

They ain’t step to me

Let me get let me flow, let me get it for the low

All my hottest verses written and they spitting round the globe

2am Thoughts, yeah they resonate

Sold out first show front row see them celebrate

I — found myself thinkin' boutchu

I found myself thinkin' about you

Drunk on despair don’t even know if you care

Contemplating whether I can live without you

The truth?

Man, doubtful

But every morning I wake

Perplexed by a complex that I been tryna sedate

Like how I still fucking love you after all of this hate

Not a thing I wouldn’t do to bring you back into my life

I admit I was a fool but God sent you to be my wife

Seen my family ripped apart, separated all the strife

But girl you ripped apart my heart and only you can make this right

Fuck a opp, fuck the cops and the competition

And fuck you too if you ain’t listen

You see, I’m that rapper but I got mo' visions

And my rhymes Mo Farrah they destined to do the distance

Off the top of the head, I’m conditioned

So my shoulders never carry the flakes

Never stress on your position cause that’s yours and not my mission

Fuck good man I know that I’m great

Who are you to comment telling me about my business

But every time we see you it’s just… crickets

I can’t even lie it brings a smile to my dial

To know that both you and your girl got your names on both my hitlists

I could get you got, disappear not a witness

Solo Squad like the mob with our business

Get comfortable cause I’m only beginning

Nah fuck that I been winning

I got

Solo written on the hoody I’m goody

And yo girl feeling a buzz when she grippin' my woody

Bad bitch, what’s her name?

Lois Lane, Lana Kane

Go insane with the brain she ain’t left yet I came

And I give her more pipe than a mufuckin' drain

Go head, see if I’m playing

Talk, talk, talk really all I’m tryna say

I ain’t ever take a loss cause I left with more to gain

To my ex ex ex nah girl, don’t get upset

Yeah you stayed where you was but ya ex, see he progressed

Bless, did it all and I did it all with finesse

I would rather have retrospect than living with regrets

No respect, if you can’t get it on your own

And that’s not to say you can’t give a dog bone

But teach the dog to hunt and watch him grow to be strong

You gon' come to realise he been hungry all along

You got, all the gear but go no idea

Dwight Howard couldn’t reach the fucking heights I’ve cleared

Ain’t nobody write my rhymes or even cry my tears

Letting myself down is the only thing I fear

I’m here

Like motherfucker what’s good

I be saying for the people that be praying they could

Look, one life to live and I’m tryna live good

Already standing in a spot I’d never thought I’d have stood

That, ain’t really the truth in my mind I knew

I would always succeed in what I would do

OBJ with the speed verse life’s obstacles

Lord knows man that there’s been a few

Now listen real close while I spit it to you

'Cause it’s about you and if you get doubtful, don’t bend the truth

One minute you’re the only to blame for my pain next minute it’s me cause I

allowed you

Like my sound I’m loud, I been smoking on the best stuff

You just rolling silent like you riding in a Tesla

Fuck a Subaru I pull up in a Audi and impress her

In my Solo Squad sweater, cuff your bird or I will nest her

Yessir, got the moves, Iniesta

I am the Command R, here is a refresher

Put me in a bad mood I get rude

Leave your face more blue than a home kit from Leicester

Ha ha ha oh wait I detect a

Soon to be ex girlfriend I bet ya

In my DM praying I text her

Play this deja vu back again 'hey Alexa'

Risk it or regret it?

Forgive but don’t forget it

I really think a broken heart could kill you if you let it

If it ain’t bout the cash, cheque, credit then dead it

Yeah my life is like a movie that I don’t get to edit

Look I gotta thank my Mama for believing in me

Seeing you smile allows the fire to keep breathing in me

I gotta thank my step-father for believing in peace

You played your role to a T for that I love you my G

My little brother Remy, you make me proud on the daily

Thank you for the unconditional support that you gave me

And shoutout to my two little ladies, my babies

It doesn’t matter what I’m facing, you make me feel amazing

Now I move onto my Dad, the definition of ambition

And a man with a vision who’s on a permanent mission

Growing up I could of sworn that he had infinite wisdom

I learnt expression from my Mum but he taught me how to listen

'Two ears and one mouth for a reason'

That’s a classic line he was preaching

Sort of funny how it all turned out

I mean I idolise the man but right now we ain’t speaking

In my brain I’m in pain now it’s D’ussé in my veins

Sober thoughts feel estranged, only emptiness remains

Do you know what it’s like to watch the night turn to day?

I could count up more Dark Knights than Mr Wayne

I got Damier on the Louis bag

My homie gift got a Gucci tag

If your bitch throwing that booty back

Then Melo finna make that booty clap

Wherever I go they go

Multiplied my money, I put people on a payroll

'Cause me getting pesos’ll lead to many paid souls

Lord, can you send me a Latina with a halo

5 minutes on this beat, I could go for a week

One time for James Meadows for producing the heat

To the fans, here’s some Instagram captions for free

Masterminding my rhyming like a veteran would be

Sheesh!

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