Four Guys Like

Four guys having their lunch

I’m just in my zone

I’m forever alone

Whether I’m home

Or in my dome

I’m just living my best life

Feeling just right

Not worrying about the next man

I got the only best plan

Ain’t no need to stress

Ain’t no need to smoke

Ain’t no need to drink

I’m out of my mind

!Ja3L!

A lot of shit go over my head

I ain’t gone lie

A lot of shit be going in one ear and out the other

Cus I’m like

Miss me with that bull shit

Miss me with that talk

Miss me with that scam

Miss me with that fake ness

Miss me more for less

Just four guys enjoying their lunch

I’m still indie still on mine's

This is time

To really put in the grind

To really show who’s been really

Really I mean really on there grind

I’m to myself

Can’t share me to you

I’m anti social

Can’t relate to you

I’m unaware

I’m free and I’m everywhere

You only have speculations

I’m conscious and self compared

Or maybe I’m selfish

But fuck it, this time it’s now

All I care about is rhyming in style

Four guys on lunch

One have a smoke

One has a call

One to himself

One talking to em all

They act like brothers

They really don’t really know each other

Honestly just started working with each other

They hungry out here

It’s ain’t fair they weird

In these slums they couldn’t make it

So they had to commute to the city to really get up out of here

Niggas doing they thing

They young but one act wild

Homie don’t know me but he keep talking to me

With that bad breath I might haft to style on em

No need to act phony that ain’t me

Just gotta keep it true

And just stick to what I knew

That’s the only way that can get me through

This is also coming from me to you

You just gotta keep doing what you gotta do

Think about it and before you, ya dreams come true

My nigga keep smoking too much

I’m like I don’t care but not really giving a fuck but shit is just annoying

That’s my boy and

We go way back

Back when black boots and hats with the backpacks to match

In fact I’m still open minded about that

And this nigga

Still on the phone

Never know who he talking to

Maybe his baby mama or just his mama

Gotta watch my back cus this nigga could be snitching too

Trying to catch me slipping dude

Pimpin stay on the mission

But never know how to fish em

Just four guys playing pool