4 to 5 (With Future)

Yeah they doubted me, now I need security in your city yeah I'm popping right?

That bitch used to hate me now she love me over night

That bitch yeah she used to ride and hit quit it over hyped

Late night now she slide it when I hit her up don't over type (over type)

Yeah yeah yeah pluto

I'll take mission's all the way to jupiter, pluto

I'm with gang member's and the shooters, your bitch loving me your bitch looove me

For the pretty bitch drinking on muddy

Yeah, they doubted me, now I need security in your city yeah I'm popping right?

That bitch used to hate me now she love me over night

That bitch yeah she used to ride and hit quit it over hyped

Late night now she slide it when I hit her up don't over type (over type)

That bitch say she love me but she love's money I know they're type

Pop a perc I'm flying not dying yeah bro I pop them right

I'm sipping on these lime my lines my highest forty five

Used to do some crimes but now I smoke the forty five

When I settle in my back you know I used to cut it right

Inches in my suitcase when I fly domesticated type

Oh that's when I roll up you know my blunt's are hitting right

Up in cash when I call up you know my plug is sitting nice

Roll up so much in the studio they thought it's auther dice

Blow up so much smoke that it looks like I kissed a porter gist

Diamonds on my neck it look like I pulled up a jewelry heist

I don't have a piece so how they gone find a jury right

Broke my only piece so I stay working till the morning light

Cock until I tear my lungs are blacker than the dead of night

Used to talk to shit but now these bitches want to flutter me (what)

Yeah they doubted me, now I need security in your city yeah I'm popping right? (huh)

That bitch used to hate me now she love me over night (huh)

That bitch yeah she used to ride and hit quit it over hyped (huh)

Late night now she slide it when I hit her up don't over type (huh)

That bitch say she love me but she loves money I know they're type (huh)

Pop a perc I'm flying not dying yeah bro I pop them right

I'm sipping on these lime my lines my highest forty five (ahh)

Used to do some crimes but now I smoke the forty five

I blew up like a dynamite about the ice color Chanel white

Flew a group of bitches on the same flight, flew the hitter's on the same flight

Twenty four want to grab do it in the dark, get it in the daylight

Way ahead of her life living this life mean gotta pay the price

Mad bitche's got made riche's got habit's can't let got

To the lavish got karat's certified baugetto's and all black like you j-bo count alot of cash like pedro

A few stash right in san diego, got a new broad on a payroll

They had doubted a nigga before but now they never do that no more

And you wouldn't though like Kool Joe, made a million off ceelo

From a trio grab the zillion's by the trio get denerio for real

Just jumped off from pj to plug talk in crio's, got dawg shit on me got dawg shit on me nigga

Try to love the man bitch trafficking for a nigga

I done hit the lottery, i hit my number's i'm bigger

Out of poverty it's still a part of me

Yeah they doubted me,now i need security in your city yeah i'm popping right? (huh)

That bitch used to hate me now she love me over night (huh)

That bitch yeah she used to ride and hit quit it over hyped (huh)

Late night now she slide it when i hit her up don't over type (huh)

That bitch say she love me but she love's money i know they're type (huh)

Pop a perc i'm flying not dying yeah bro i pop them right

I'm sipping on these lime my lines my highest forty five (ahh)

Used to do some crimes but now i smoke the forty five