4 AM In Jersey

Lyrics

[Intro: Goodz & Fred The Godson] I mean I thought about doin' this shit myself Ah, hahaha But I brought somebody with me It's GORRRDO! Oh yeah [Verse 1: Goodz & Fred The Godson] Right, I don't just talk money, nigga, I'm really coppin' I told Fred do this verse, I'll take you jewelry shoppin' These A&Rs is white men, they just pickin' options Listen to this fire cracker, see who's really poppin' A fiend Milly Rockin' Rollie, Patek, Cartier, yeah, they really watchin' I spit awesome, I demand a 'mar I like to skip talkin' like Shannon Sharpe Cannon spark, I paint pictures with words if you a fan of art The crack ain't cook right, if it ain't got that tannish spark That was 'bout '09, I had that grindin' feeling Now I'm into different bricks, I'm tryin' to buy a building Speakin' of bricks, I gotta cut it Take the hard and Euro step on every nugget Threw diamonds in my watch, y'all gon' love it I told y'all like God told Noah, I'ma flood it [Chorus: Goodz & Fred The Godson] Sometimes I rhyme slow, sometimes I rhyme quick Sometimes about dough, sometimes about bricks There was times I sold dope, it was times I sold sniff Long as the custie happy what they get, right Goodz? (Right!) Long as the work good, I'ma work it With the right plug I can move through the circuits Yeah, I had the hard in the hood And I'm God, and if add another O, I'm good [Verse 2: Goodz & Fred The Godson] I flow 'bout the blow, I'm comin' with dealers I put the white on the mic like the cover of Thriller They fake shit, I'm ape shit, I just go realer, haha Oh yeah, I'm a known killer Right, but I'm also a grown nigga Be your own nigga, I own my car and my home, nigga Right, if you a player, you would quote it But let the haters hate, I'm too focused to notice it Got 'em Goodz, y'all just know this You Martin Lawrence, you playin' a cop like old Otis Knowin' when I'm sprayin' these shots, they all loaded I'm diabetic, I can't sugar coat it Right, the slick talk God and Frederico You act tough in them Nikes, we'll check ya ego Press the Eagle, let it bang 'til the cops come Ayo Fred, I think we got one [Chorus: Goodz & Fred The Godson] Sometimes I rhyme slow, sometimes I rhyme quick Sometimes about dough, sometimes about bricks There was times I sold dope, it was times I sold sniff Long as the custie happy what they get, right Goodz? (Right!) Long as the work good, I'ma work it With the right plug I can move through the circuits Yeah, I had the hard in the hood And I'm God, and if add another O, I'm good