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4-1P
2,682
Hip-Hop/Rap
4-1P was released on June 1, 2018 by BYLUG Ent. LLC as a part of the album 4-1P
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Album4-1P
Release DateJune 1, 2018
LabelBYLUG Ent. LLC
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM97

Credits

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
4-1 that's five mile **** that's where I'm from
P stand for payroll, I get money in lumps
I'm the **** in the club with the coupe in the front
But I'm barely in the club, I stay away from you punks
I'm usually in and out of town
Runnin' in and out of pounds
Even in silence I still hear my money kinda sounds
Tryna stay afloat
I done seen a lot of **** tryna hustle in my city
[Verse 2]
I ain't have to get it off the house
Built some shit from off the ground
Used to work, we bosses now
Same **** that you help, the same **** talkin' down
Fuck 'em though, million dollar ****, that's with nothin' on
Shield cappin', I ain't the **** you should be comin' for
Cats that go against me, man they end up with the worst look
Swear this shit is crazy like they end up with a curse bruh
A thousand for the belt and I ain't never got my shirt tucked
Never fuck my plug over and never got my work done
Had a couple **** run off, they tried to crawl back
But once you show them true colors I gotta fall back
Came up off a hard crack, **** this is all facts
Nice rap, if I ain't a hustler then what you call that?
[Verse 3]
Used to have my sack and my ball cap
Now I have my bag and a whole house
Won't flatten an old couch
You mad at me, because my name in your whole mouth
And I don't even know the ho, control your own spouse
[Verse 4]
Got the game from Roderick
Used to cop an ounce so hard and chop it
These rocks to the left is my profit
Came a long way from havin' rocks in my pocket
Now there's rocks in my watches
Long live rock, we still mobbin'
Mashin' on the gas, no stoppin'
These labels left a **** no option
I traffic narcotics till I can buy a Benz no mileage
Told the label they can keep the stylist
[Verse 5]
We been on this fly shit
Way before I even signed shit
Before I jumped in the game I read the fine print
And accepted everything that it came with
So don't you ever come and pay with no lame shit
I used to rock rose gold them extra frames tint
Trappin' with RJ, I helped him with the day shift
Now me and plastic surgeons got the same whip
Same size house, the marble floors tell me don't quit
[Verse 6]
I do it for my fans not you rap ****
It was either this or be a crack dealer
Still got my old scales and my vacuum sealer
Tucked away safe but I ain't tryin' to go back ****
Got the car in drive not reverse
I ain't gotta tell lies in a verse
No food fight but this a powder on my shirt
This that crack type of shit fiends buy on the first
[Verse 7]
4-1P **** know me, **** know me
4-1P **** know me, **** know me
4-1P **** know me, **** know me
4-1P **** know me
Thousand in the mattress all stacked from the street
Written by: Payroll Giovanni
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