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350 - C4 Lyrics

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350 - C4 Lyrics




I'm talking c4 bumping
Hear this joint from 3 floors up
Yes I need more to
Increase more jumping
Dudes been back in beast mode since
Cheech rolled blunts im on the east coast
Speaking for the least with no funding

3-5 working 9 to 5 for the 956
I make the choices for the life live
Can't blame the sun for the nights I get
Or the flights I missed
Or bloody knuckles from the fights I fist

Ok Back up in the east I'm in the c again
Proof is in the progress nun i gotta say to them
Boots to the ground to the ground to the pavement
I could smell the crown coming down smell the fragrance

Elbows in the crowd throwing flagrants
Melatonin rattling the subs from the roof to the basement
Who gone say they proud of me or say that I'm amazing them
Without a placement
Just walk around and facing them

Woah but that's my fears tho
Move the veil aside so I can write to where the wind blows
Wifey has me moisturizing trynna get my skin glows
Lately I been worried about my seed and if my kids grow

So much here to worry about
But little to control
It's like trynna stop the rain from drowning grass on the floor
Like trynna slow time down will have you smoking bowls
Not gone lie it had me popping pills not caring how it goes

Sleeping
Cnd not caring if I rose
Legends giving props to the flows
Dreams coming true still I hold
Bitterness I never healed from the cold

Cnd not caring if I rose
Legends giving props to the flows
Dreams coming true still I hold
Bitterness I never healed from the cold
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English

I'm talking c4 bumping
Hear this joint from 3 floors up
Yes I need more to
Increase more jumping
Dudes been back in beast mode since
Cheech rolled blunts im on the east coast
Speaking for the least with no funding

3-5 working 9 to 5 for the 956
I make the choices for the life live
Can't blame the sun for the nights I get
Or the flights I missed
Or bloody knuckles from the fights I fist

Ok Back up in the east I'm in the c again
Proof is in the progress nun i gotta say to them
Boots to the ground to the ground to the pavement
I could smell the crown coming down smell the fragrance

Elbows in the crowd throwing flagrants
Melatonin rattling the subs from the roof to the basement
Who gone say they proud of me or say that I'm amazing them
Without a placement
Just walk around and facing them

Woah but that's my fears tho
Move the veil aside so I can write to where the wind blows
Wifey has me moisturizing trynna get my skin glows
Lately I been worried about my seed and if my kids grow

So much here to worry about
But little to control
It's like trynna stop the rain from drowning grass on the floor
Like trynna slow time down will have you smoking bowls
Not gone lie it had me popping pills not caring how it goes

Sleeping
Cnd not caring if I rose
Legends giving props to the flows
Dreams coming true still I hold
Bitterness I never healed from the cold

Cnd not caring if I rose
Legends giving props to the flows
Dreams coming true still I hold
Bitterness I never healed from the cold
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Writer: BLAINE STEPHENS, LEVI HINSON, MICHAEL TORRES
Copyright: Lyrics © TuneCore Inc.

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Written by: BLAINE STEPHENS, LEVI HINSON, MICHAEL TORRES

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