4am in Sydney

When friends turn to enemies true colours be on show for the world to see
Rarely be the one who would check on me but lowkey go and check for me
Tell me why is it your girl that’s stressing me?
Like I don’t deal with enough heat already B
Don’t ex-cite the flames
5 years cooking perfecting the recipe
Murderous streak on whoever sleeping tell em rest in peace
Uh huh, yeah, tell 'em rest in peace
Rhyming like the cadence of Drizzy Drake infected me
Yeah, and I’m reppin' Sydney successfully
Down for my dawgs, yeah we on another pedigree
Truth, truth, yeah, you bet it be
I’m putting into motion everything that I said I’d be
I’m definitely ahead time like I’m 70
Do all these rappers got a limp? They ain’t step to me
Let me get let me flow, let me get it for the low
All my hottest verses written and they spitting round the globe
2am Thoughts, yeah they resonate
Sold out first show front row see them celebrate
I — found myself thinkin' boutchu
I found myself thinkin' about you
Drunk on despair don’t even know if you care
Contemplating whether I can live without you
The truth? Man, doubtful
But every morning I wake
Perplexed by a complex that I been tryna sedate
Like how I still fucking love you after all of this hate
Not a thing I wouldn’t do to bring you back into my life
I admit I was a fool but God sent you to be my wife
Seen my family ripped apart, separated all the strife
But girl you ripped apart my heart and only you can make this right
Fuck a opp, fuck the cops and the competition
And fuck you too if you ain’t listen
You see, I’m that rapper but I got mo' visions
And my rhymes Mo Farrah they destined to do the distance
Off the top of the head, I’m conditioned
So my shoulders never carry the flakes
Never stress on your position cause that’s yours and not my mission
Fuck good man I know that I’m great
Who are you to comment telling me about my business
But every time we see you it’s just… crickets
I can’t even lie it brings a smile to my dial
To know that both you and your girl got your names on both my hitlists
I could get you got, disappear not a witness
Solo Squad like the mob with our business
Get comfortable cause I’m only beginning
Nah fuck that I been winning
I got
Solo written on the hoody I’m goody
And yo girl feeling a buzz when she grippin' my woody
Bad bitch, what’s her name? Lois Lane, Lana Kane
Go insane with the brain she ain’t left yet I came
And I give her more pipe than a mufuckin' drain
Go head, see if I’m playing
Talk, talk, talk really all I’m tryna say
I ain’t ever take a loss cause I left with more to gain
To my ex ex ex nah girl, don’t get upset
Yeah you stayed where you was but ya ex, see he progressed
Bless, did it all and I did it all with finesse
I would rather have retrospect than living with regrets
No respect, if you can’t get it on your own
And that’s not to say you can’t give a dog bone
But teach the dog to hunt and watch him grow to be strong
You gon' come to realise he been hungry all along
You got, all the gear but go no idea
Dwight Howard couldn’t reach the fucking heights I’ve cleared
Ain’t nobody write my rhymes or even cry my tears
Letting myself down is the only thing I fear
I’m here
Like motherfucker what’s good
I be saying for the people that be praying they could
Look, one life to live and I’m tryna live good
Already standing in a spot I’d never thought I’d have stood
That, ain’t really the truth in my mind I knew
I would always succeed in what I would do
OBJ with the speed verse life’s obstacles
Lord knows man that there’s been a few
Now listen real close while I spit it to you
'Cause it’s about you and if you get doubtful, don’t bend the truth
One minute you’re the only to blame for my pain next minute it’s me cause I
allowed you
Like my sound I’m loud, I been smoking on the best stuff
You just rolling silent like you riding in a Tesla
Fuck a Subaru I pull up in a Audi and impress her
In my Solo Squad sweater, cuff your bird or I will nest her
Yessir, got the moves, Iniesta
I am the Command R, here is a refresher
Put me in a bad mood I get rude
Leave your face more blue than a home kit from Leicester
Ha ha ha oh wait I detect a
Soon to be ex girlfriend I bet ya
In my DM praying I text her
Play this deja vu back again 'hey Alexa'
Risk it or regret it? Forgive but don’t forget it
I really think a broken heart could kill you if you let it
If it ain’t bout the cash, cheque, credit then dead it
Yeah my life is like a movie that I don’t get to edit
Look I gotta thank my Mama for believing in me
Seeing you smile allows the fire to keep breathing in me
I gotta thank my step-father for believing in peace
You played your role to a T for that I love you my G
My little brother Remy, you make me proud on the daily
Thank you for the unconditional support that you gave me
And shoutout to my two little ladies, my babies
It doesn’t matter what I’m facing, you make me feel amazing
Now I move onto my Dad, the definition of ambition
And a man with a vision who’s on a permanent mission
Growing up I could of sworn that he had infinite wisdom
I learnt expression from my Mum but he taught me how to listen
'Two ears and one mouth for a reason'
That’s a classic line he was preaching
Sort of funny how it all turned out
I mean I idolise the man but right now we ain’t speaking
In my brain I’m in pain now it’s D’ussé in my veins
Sober thoughts feel estranged, only emptiness remains
Do you know what it’s like to watch the night turn to day?
I could count up more Dark Knights than Mr Wayne
I got Damier on the Louis bag
My homie gift got a Gucci tag
If your bitch throwing that booty back
Then Melo finna make that booty clap
Wherever I go they go
Multiplied my money, I put people on a payroll
'Cause me getting pesos’ll lead to many paid souls
Lord, can you send me a Latina with a halo
5 minutes on this beat, I could go for a week
One time for James Meadows for producing the heat
To the fans, here’s some Instagram captions for free
Masterminding my rhyming like a veteran would be
Sheesh!