4AM In Buffalo Lyrics

Niggas will stab you in the back and then go put RIP in your comments and act like they ain't had shit to do with that

I'm applauding all my niggas that skip the town cause we live in Gotham and I done seen so much shit I can't even react

Never no one specific who I'm talking about in these songs but I know if it stings and the shoe fits then it's you

If you feeling froggy then leap and do something bout it I don't wanna hear the shots that you throwing cause they subliminal

Better be on point with that red dot because if you missing you Pussy and I'm Tony on that Stugot yacht

They might not get that one

Yeah

Put the stick in the box I feel like Roddy Ricch but I live my life so fast always feeding the streets

Niggas be lying on the net, A bunch of LMAOs but I know you pussy behind all them tweets

I never took a L, hope I see a M, A plus on the test, Oh my god I was stressed

Just let me get that off my chest ain't got too much time to vent

Might make an album bout my mama like my name Kanye West

Yeezy said that it's for Donda but I switch it up

Make an album called Revonda while I'm lighting this blunt

My bitches told me that I need to focus girl don't burn your bridges

I'm the best thing that happened to a lot of fucking women

Almost got me out of character with these people watching

All my opps like the stock market they always dropping

We be steady mobbing when I'm with the Navy Seals

Know I cut a check know I do a drill know I sign a deal

Coming real crazy I feel like Shaq in 2001

RIP to Kobe can't believe he dropped 81

Add 19 that's what I keep it with you

I ain't got no business even leaving with you

Rigatoni at Margianos we eating swell

Praying for my sins hoping I don't go to hell

Never sell my soul I leave that shit for clientele

I feel like Pablo Escobar my niggas the cartel

Medellín I'm with the entourage it's a lot of drama

Conversation bout them bitches that look like Madonna

RIP to Kurt Cobain I'm in the state of Nirvana

And I still remember Destinee way back in Tijuana

He was going outside but now he out sad

Let's play Russian Roulette no bullets in my mag

I already forgot all the old bitches that I had

Now they mad blowing up my phone in all caps

I might look at the message but best believe I ain't responding back

It feel kinda weird fucking white hoes when you black

Ain't wanna go in public so I took her ass to shake shack

I wonder what my father gotta say about that

When the money coming I'm addicted to it like crack

My niggas never on that side we ain't doing that

Sex money drugs is one of my favorite topics to talk about

I might have a bad day but damn look at my account

Look at it nigga is you looking?

The money coming in Monday through Sunday, Everyday

I might be in Sundance catch a couple films

I be off the opium tryna catch a kill

Remember Moscow damn it's done been some years

She crying on my jeans damn call it denim tears

I'm the illest motherfucker alive like Sean Carter

I might die one day but I'll never be a martyr

My mama always told me work smarter not harder

And that's how I made it out Westminster charter