Journey At 4AM

[Verse 1]

Master Don, the restaurant, I'm aiming far,
At the bar, the breathe is harsh, im after all,
Yeah we,
On the journey of life,
Yeah we, own it, making the future tight,
But I'm, never really sorry with the blow,
Wave goodbye, the boat, and I just wanted to float,
Nobody gon' take it away from me,
Nobody gon' take away from me,
Hey I'm sorry I want ya, hey I'm sorry I want it,
Hey I'm sorry, I'm always, tryna get past the lover,
But we on, yeah we on, yeah we on,
I'm sorry the purple, I'm sorry I hurt you,
I'm out with the Popo, and I won't loot you,
But I don't know, girl I don't know,
Yeah,
Come with me on a journey,
I just want you to feel me,
I'm never gon' want it,
I don't care about symmetry,
But, you got something that I want,
You got a couple things I'm never really feeling divorce,
But what's up,
Got the journey I want ya,
I'm always tryna be the fucken kid with Jehovah,
With the alcoholics and I fuck around a little,
I wanna lick your nipples, I just wanna fuck you in the middle,
I wanna touch on your toes, I wanna touch on your life,
Wanna touch on this shit, i just really want me a wife,
But I don't, I just want a couple bitches instead,
Couple bitches in my bed, give me company head,
But,
On the company card we are,
Rolling outta bed, I'm just tryna make you a star,
But no matter what we do we duck the Lucifer,
We loosen her, and I don't really comprehend the burglar

[Verse 2]

Take a journey with me, just ride through the waves,
Ride through the ship, we never really come out of this phase,
But you fucked around a little too much and I couldn't handle it,
I was always tryna chase that sun right in Los Angeles,
Why we talking about it, why the fuck am I even here,
Am I part of the game, or am I the rapper that's too sincere,
Why the fuck am I even in this, yeah we just bad mouth eachother,
But we gotta get to the business,

No one thought this one time,
We skip lines, we unwind, in due time, fine,
I pick up a glock, shoot my jump shot in the wrong time when you call the cops,
On top with the burdency, I murder the,
Any single man the emotions never hurting me,
But it's hurting you, and I know its true,
Gotta get outta my head cause I know I'm over you,
Shit, nothing is realer or scary,
Than the supremacy of one race this shit is compelling,
Praise one to rap fanatics, sit through the open caskets,
Skip through all my taxes, they ask me if I'm back yet,
Nah not gon' be for a while,
I just need to simmer down, till I get back on my fucken crown,

Till I get on my crown, I'm never gonna simmer down