[Verse]
Hey, I almost had a breakthrough
Might shake it off, gotta shake you
Look at this shit like a loss and I hate you
But bitch, I'm the boss, I just take two
I almost had a breakthrough
Yeah, but bitch, I'ma shake you
Like you broke my heart, bitch, I'ma break you
Comin' up, was my plan not to jade you
Told myself I'd be talkin' to Jésus
Sexy bitch and her eyes a lil' hazel
And I'm jaded, I can't wait to jade you
All this money and power what made you
I'ma bring all of my niggas on stage too
Hit that bitch out the park, C4 Babe Ruth
All this paper I'm gettin' ain't change me
But I see it, I noticed it changed you
And this bitch wanna give me her pussy
But I told the bitch just bring the brain through
Shoot the stick, I don't need me no aim too
Know that you hate me, bitch, I don't blame you
Come over with the big boss, I'ma train you
Commit a few murders, I frame you
Make sure that bitch get the picture, then frame it
A lion they sent to the jungle, I tamed it
1080, you know that's the angle
Maybach curtain, get the angles
Nigga might hop in the vert, blow the brain loose
Smoked a thoink and I talked to my angels
Popped a Perc', then I fucked for some hours
You can't go out, get no money, you coward
Broke niggas 'round me, I won't allow it
Mojo back like Austin Powers
Nigga know I got super powers
Nigga, my troops devour
Ayy, nigga, if you need proof, how 'bout it?
Nigga want smoke, my smoke the loudest
Know I'm makin' it rain, I popped a cloudy
Swimmin' with sharks around me
I just spilled a three-hundred-dollar cup
We see the opps, we sparkin' them up
Know fuck niggas, they talkin' 'em up
When she walk, I just look at the butt
I never needed niggas like they a crutch
Fill up the 'Wood and I dump out the guts
Go home, jump in her guts
I'm gon' double my dutch
C4 always comin' in clutch
I'm rich, but I come from the 'jects
You don't want no animosity, Plex'
I'm the big boss, I'm one step on they neck
1080, throw up the set
Go cash a check
This nigga valid, I still gotta check
Do it for Reckless, long live Reck
Ayy, you'll die 'bout my respect
Ayy, C4 Aretha Franklin my TEC
Ayy, make sure you bet the house on me every time
Put the tape in the deck
Don't worry, Big C4 gon' straighten their necks
You know our relationship kinda complex
But I'ma always be there (For sure)
You know if you need me, just call
I got the cake, come and eat it, I ball
They say that I'm gettin' greedy, but where was they at them nights I wasn't eatin'?
Ayy, king cobra, slitherin', schemin'
Don't be bold, then go shop at Neimans
(Don't Stone Cold Steve Austin, breathe in
Make me go wake up them demons)
Caught you lackin', better be glad you breathin'
Them niggas took everything except your life, them fuckin' heathens
Seen my brother at his funeral, I didn't wanna see it
Seen my cousin at his funeral, I didn't wanna see it
I give up all this pape', bring triple back, I fuckin' mean it
Until then, I'm fuckin' dreamin'
(Ayy, bad-ass bitch with me, her job is suckin' semen)
Ayy, ayy, double my cup, I'm leanin'
Any nigga screamin', "What's up?" I'm beatin'
Drop that check and it's up, I'm leavin'
Yeah, and my socks usually double-G's
Told Val and Corey we uppin' the fee
Professional lawyer, I ain't coppin' no pleas
Louis Vuitton sweatshirt my sleeves
Know he the bomb, popped a Perc', then speed
Can't see his face, it's up under that ski
This shit a race, Big C4 in the lead
Ballin' so hard, I should go to the league
Ayy, I'm smokin' too much, my fatigue
Ayy, I'ma grip on the butt when I leave
Ayy, I'ma play in the cut like a Band-Aid
Don't believe in most of it, this man-made
Big C4, CEO got a fanbase
One wrong move, I caught a damn case
Smooth criminal, makin' my getaway
No subliminals, say what I gotta say
Truckload came in Christmas Day
He only fuckin' that bitch 'cause he need somewhere to stay
C4 don't play, ayy, man, the 'jects called for mayday
Ayy, man, you gotta pop off, don't wait
Them Amiri knockoff, no skate
Chicago like my second home
Nigga, I'm somethin' like Gucci clone
I ain't tryna take no hoochie home
C4 run it like Al Capone
I'm tryna collect my shit real fast after I give out the loan
I ain't even have to go to no class to get a lot of dough
Uh, it's 4
Hey, I almost had a breakthrough
Might shake it off, gotta shake you
Look at this shit like a loss and I hate you
But bitch, I'm the boss, I just take two
I almost had a breakthrough
Yeah, but bitch, I'ma shake you
Like you broke my heart, bitch, I'ma break you
Comin' up, was my plan not to jade you
Told myself I'd be talkin' to Jésus
Sexy bitch and her eyes a lil' hazel
And I'm jaded, I can't wait to jade you
All this money and power what made you
I'ma bring all of my niggas on stage too
Hit that bitch out the park, C4 Babe Ruth
All this paper I'm gettin' ain't change me
But I see it, I noticed it changed you
And this bitch wanna give me her pussy
But I told the bitch just bring the brain through
Shoot the stick, I don't need me no aim too
Know that you hate me, bitch, I don't blame you
Come over with the big boss, I'ma train you
Commit a few murders, I frame you
Make sure that bitch get the picture, then frame it
A lion they sent to the jungle, I tamed it
1080, you know that's the angle
Maybach curtain, get the angles
Nigga might hop in the vert, blow the brain loose
Smoked a thoink and I talked to my angels
Popped a Perc', then I fucked for some hours
You can't go out, get no money, you coward
Broke niggas 'round me, I won't allow it
Mojo back like Austin Powers
Nigga know I got super powers
Nigga, my troops devour
Ayy, nigga, if you need proof, how 'bout it?
Nigga want smoke, my smoke the loudest
Know I'm makin' it rain, I popped a cloudy
Swimmin' with sharks around me
I just spilled a three-hundred-dollar cup
We see the opps, we sparkin' them up
Know fuck niggas, they talkin' 'em up
When she walk, I just look at the butt
I never needed niggas like they a crutch
Fill up the 'Wood and I dump out the guts
Go home, jump in her guts
I'm gon' double my dutch
C4 always comin' in clutch
I'm rich, but I come from the 'jects
You don't want no animosity, Plex'
I'm the big boss, I'm one step on they neck
1080, throw up the set
Go cash a check
This nigga valid, I still gotta check
Do it for Reckless, long live Reck
Ayy, you'll die 'bout my respect
Ayy, C4 Aretha Franklin my TEC
Ayy, make sure you bet the house on me every time
Put the tape in the deck
Don't worry, Big C4 gon' straighten their necks
You know our relationship kinda complex
But I'ma always be there (For sure)
You know if you need me, just call
I got the cake, come and eat it, I ball
They say that I'm gettin' greedy, but where was they at them nights I wasn't eatin'?
Ayy, king cobra, slitherin', schemin'
Don't be bold, then go shop at Neimans
(Don't Stone Cold Steve Austin, breathe in
Make me go wake up them demons)
Caught you lackin', better be glad you breathin'
Them niggas took everything except your life, them fuckin' heathens
Seen my brother at his funeral, I didn't wanna see it
Seen my cousin at his funeral, I didn't wanna see it
I give up all this pape', bring triple back, I fuckin' mean it
Until then, I'm fuckin' dreamin'
(Ayy, bad-ass bitch with me, her job is suckin' semen)
Ayy, ayy, double my cup, I'm leanin'
Any nigga screamin', "What's up?" I'm beatin'
Drop that check and it's up, I'm leavin'
Yeah, and my socks usually double-G's
Told Val and Corey we uppin' the fee
Professional lawyer, I ain't coppin' no pleas
Louis Vuitton sweatshirt my sleeves
Know he the bomb, popped a Perc', then speed
Can't see his face, it's up under that ski
This shit a race, Big C4 in the lead
Ballin' so hard, I should go to the league
Ayy, I'm smokin' too much, my fatigue
Ayy, I'ma grip on the butt when I leave
Ayy, I'ma play in the cut like a Band-Aid
Don't believe in most of it, this man-made
Big C4, CEO got a fanbase
One wrong move, I caught a damn case
Smooth criminal, makin' my getaway
No subliminals, say what I gotta say
Truckload came in Christmas Day
He only fuckin' that bitch 'cause he need somewhere to stay
C4 don't play, ayy, man, the 'jects called for mayday
Ayy, man, you gotta pop off, don't wait
Them Amiri knockoff, no skate
Chicago like my second home
Nigga, I'm somethin' like Gucci clone
I ain't tryna take no hoochie home
C4 run it like Al Capone
I'm tryna collect my shit real fast after I give out the loan
I ain't even have to go to no class to get a lot of dough
Uh, it's 4
( CEO Trayle )
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