[Chorus 1] 4 a.m. and I’m twisted off the Knob Creek that is, piece of this What you don’t want, bet you both front You and that weak-ass team you with I be in my mind where it’s bleak as shit I’m down on my town on some Bleecker shit It seem these days we don’t dream of shit If it ain’t some get rich schemin’ shit [Verse] I’ma reach the riches, I...Learn More