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4am to 8am

G Herbo

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I feel

I feel

Oh, my God, who is this? An L Beat?

I′m livin' proof that you can do it, too

By time I turned 22 I had a M or few

Get it? Had a M or few, ain′t say a M or two

Spread wealth with your -, why you think it's him or you?

Why you think it's not enough out here for him to get it, too?

It′s bad enough we limit us, we all criminals

And I woulda said, "They", but this sh- mental, dude

The system been designed for self to let it get to you

I′m talkin' self-destruction, traps for individuals

But I′ma dumb it down, I'ma humble down, I′ma mumble now

I been in the ring with Satan, had to rumble hours

I guess I had to go through pain to make another album

My mind thinkin' ′bout so much sh-, I be smokin' ounces

I need inspiration, in the Matrix, hella hours

I love the studio, been in there for 11 hours

It's 4 a.m. today, this goin′ on my seventh hour

Put everything in perspective of what they′re goin' through

And the PTSD that must come with that

And also why it′s so important to get this story out here

And offer opportunity to these kids so these kids have somethin' to leave the streets for

It′s like, "Oh, get out the streets 'cause you gon′-"

"You either gonna die or go to jail"

Everybody knows that, they know that

But, like, leave the streets? Like, what opportunity do I really have?

To do what? Leave the streets to what?

Go work at McDonalds?

So, the people that was tryna kill me last week can see me?

Like, what you want me to do?

Herbo, where you see yourself in ten years? It's hard as sh-

Every day, I'm gettin′ sharper, I been smart as sh-

And for some reason I feel like this still my hardest sh-

Never seen a gangster like this, gotta pardon it

Hoppin′ out a foreign, valet parkin' it

Used to be a tourist, broad day, sparkin′ it

It ain't sh- for me to rap about my life ′cause I'm a artist

I get personal and burn this bi- down like a arsonist

Shine bright ′cause I survived a lot of darknesses

When I walk, I shake the ground like Parkinson's

Since 14, on my back, it been a target

It just make me go harder 'cause I′m knowin′ why you started this sh-

You just wanna be a part of this sh-

I should've left the streets sooner, I got smart at this sh-

Played your cards wrong, your disloyalty, I spotted it

Could have had smoke with whoever, ain′t nada, I got in it

Now they change the weather, through the rain, whatever

Supposed to stay forever, we could have changed together

Got that butterfly effect, it's like I changed for the better

I ain′t got no friends in here -, I came for the cheddar

I came with Berettas, uh -, Glocks, etcetera

And we'll pop the messenger, you try and stop from tellin′ us

I rose from the cellar, in the bank more than regular

Still got some killers with me that'll rob the register

Mansions, marble floors, penthouses everywhere

Been inside the dealership a few, but you ain't never there

Man, I worked my - off for this sh-, I′m tellin′ ya

Granny house was rats on the rug like Angelica

How the f- you jealous? Why the f- you yellin'?

You ain′t up no millions? Why the f- you chillin'?

And you ain′t securin' ′em? Why the f- you trippin'?

You ain't got security? How the f- you livin′?

How the f- you think I did it? By my lonely, don′t forget it

Wops and leave the stu', it′s 8 a.m., but I just woke up finished

Every time they told me I couldn't, that just woke a menace

Blessed, I got a million dollar mouth, but I don′t know a dentist