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on all 4 - tyte lyrics

[intro]
yeah, a n*gga album drop like
december 14th, you know what i’m sayin’?
a n*gga like extra excited, you know what i’m sayin’? so
plus my daughter on the way too, so
you know, like
i’ma drop somethin’ for the streets before then, i know they gon’ f*ck with it, you know what i’m sayin’?
four letters type sh*t, t*y*t*e, i stand on that, so
hah, that’s what we gon’ call that sh*t
stand on all four, yeah, hahahaha, let’s get it (ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)

[chorus]
all i know is real, i stand on four (four letters)
my mama asked me how i’m gettin’ in trouble, i said i don’t know (ma, i don’t know)
my heart been broke so many times, so i can’t trust a b*tch (come on)
me and a ho don’t love the same, so i can’t love a b*tch
i don’t f*ck with none of these n*ggas, they left me starvin’ (they left me starvin’)
these n*ggas was up eatin’ good, i was in the garden, ayy (at my knees)
moon rock to my face, lean in my arteries, uh (lean in my arteries)
it was hot at home, so i got out of it, ayy (in the streets)

[verse 1]
born inside the street, this sh*t was made for me, ayy (it was made for me)
i can’t hate a n*gga if he hated me, ayy (four letters)
uncle whipped the bowl inside the same house we stayed in (whip it, whip it)
dope boy in my genes, a nine*to*five, i couldn’t even save that sh*t
i’m inside the streets like pokémon, they tryna capture me (come on)
i just did the race like last night, i know they after me (skrrt, skrrt)
b*tches goin’ on dr. phil, they becomin’ famous (famous)
i was in the streets sellin’ doctored pills and cannabis
[chorus]
all i know is real, i stand on four (four letters)
my mama asked me how i’m gettin’ in trouble, i said i don’t know (ma, i don’t know)
my heart been broke so many times, so i can’t trust a b*tch (come on)
me and a ho don’t love the same, so i can’t love a b*tch
i don’t f*ck with none of these n*ggas, they left me starvin’ (they left me starvin’)
these n*ggas was up eatin’ good, i was in the garden, ayy (at my knees)
moon rock to my face, lean in my arteries, uh (lean in my arteries)
it was hot at home, so i got out of it (in the streets)

[verse 2]
they left the stove on (stove on)
i told that ho i ain’t no hero, i ain’t got no cape on (no cape on)
i told these b*tches i ain’t savin’ they ass and they dry*ass lace front (come on)
i told these n*ggas don’t call my phone, it ain’t ’bout no munyun (no munyun)
i graduated from hittin’ l!cks, now i got stacks of ’em
ayy, drop the top and park the glock for free (free)
these n*ggas, they lemon cake, they sweet, potato pie, they super sweet, ayy
i can’t f*ck a ho for free, she gotta pay a fee, ayy (pay a fee)
i can’t f*ck with none of these hoes, they won’t go broke for me (four letters)

- tyte lyrics

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