Текст песни 4 AM in Houston Freestyle - Andres Hernandez

Yea yeah
Yeah
Alright
Yeah keep it simple
Yeah

I have thing for vintage cars and vintage women
She has thing vintage fashion and young lavish living
84 drop top riding around with no ceilings
She 34
Giving me top
No feelings
I have a weakness for Cuban women who don′t speak English
My word play so fire that it makes marriages extinguish
Just know you can't judge a woman by her clouded vision
Couple of mistakes and unwise decisions
Just the right attention that can make her feel the difference
Just a small taste of what she′s really missing
Uh
Young don from Houston Texas
Living wild and reckless
Momma raise a good kid with a gangsta vision
A lot of Tough decision
Different life positions
Take you on a new life expedition
Is it money or lust, which is it?
Doubt it because I'm just a nigga who is different
Ask yourself, is worth the sacrifice?
Or maybe if the cash is right?
Hungry for success, that when know you got the right appetite
You Independent enough to leave any nigga who ain't actin right
We the type of niggas that turn nightmares into paradise
Yeah
Everything is about the first impression
So when you first hear me I want you to feel my aggression
All the shit that got me stressing
Ride with me thru my progression
Going from debt in collections
To Rolex flexing
I′m finessing
I know it′s been a while but I'm shooting for perfection
Just Know that I′m from Texas
Living wild and reckless
And I ride for it every night
At them red lights
Some pay the price
When someone else pockets feeling kinda lite
For that gold chain and pocket change
Was it worth the sacrifice?
Truth be told this is someone's way of life
Visions of a better life is out of sight
They say diamonds help you find a wife
In the strip club i find her every other night
They way she works
Money ain′t never tight
She say
Diamonds in my rolly looking kinda nice
Long Conversation if the cash is right
Hennessy mix with a little bit of sprite
Her and my exes start to look alike
Shit I guess the devil seems to be my type

Long stares in her eyes
I got her hypnotized
She say I ain't like these other guys
2am she say she wants to see the city lights
Some things you can′t see working a 9-5

Long stares in her eyes
I got her hypnotized
She say I ain't like these other guys
2am she say she wants to see the city lights
Some things you can't see working a 9-5

Yeah 4am in Houston
Drunk as fuck on the summer nights
Views of the city lights
Just glimpse of my past
To whom it may concern
Who knew it wouldn′t last
I tend to take too much time to unwind
I′m Humble enough to know I can loose it all
But confident enough that I can get it all back
25 I'm a young nigga that don′t fear death
Drive fast, live young, that's life with no regret
Make enough sense to cash reality checks
Keep certain bitches around just for the sex
Uh
Nowadays everyone testing me
Don′t got time for negative energy
Make all my enemies
Go down In history
Love and trust
Killed the man I use to be
You can say whatever
I'll stick to my beliefs
I′ll be sure to give ya credit for motivation in my Grammy speech
Nigga likes to wave guns
Let's see if he send shots towards me
Lie after lie
I just pretend to believe
Acting like I'm naïve
Knowing that′s my ex make up smeared in ya sheets
Enjoy my left overs, while I hit pinnacles you dreamed to reach
I′m not really a forgiving dude
Especially for Who
That chose to give me ridicule
I'm the petty king
Ever so menacing
Leave a taste in all my exes mouth that so unsettling
Fuck all my old bitches on Thursday just for the throw back
Best believe I don′t ever want my old hoes back
Just a reminder of things ill never go back
If ya a bad bitch and a freak
I'm always down to meet
Make sure ya Pull up on runnels street
I′ll give you something that ya ex nigga can't compete
Ya I′m that nigga

4am in Houston nigga
Riding down the city
Ya know 45 south
Yeah
Exit off of telephone road
Then we hit wayside
Yeah wayside studios
Ya know what i mean
Ayyye
Jacob Andrews on the beat nigga
Yeah
My niggas made it
Shout out to kay malik
Lost souls
Yeah we in this bitch
We in this bitch nigga
We take it easy in this bitch nigga
Yeah we riding
84 drop top
Like weazy said
No ceillings
Yeah
Shout out to my boy OX
DJ EX
Yall my niggas
We taking over the city