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letra de 4am - rilès

4am lyrics
[intro]
“i have been rehearsing all day
i have been up since 4 this morning
i have been trying to write a song for a week
and i am nowhere!”

[verse 1]
4 in the mornin’, no sleep ‘till i finish
j’fais les 100 pas dans ma tête when i’m lagging
ain’t got no time for the phone and the worries
i know the song, i don’t like the melody
i’m out of words to describe what i’m feeling
i’m out of strengh, yet i don’t plan to give in
going insane but hamdoullah i made it
i do whatever i want for a living
it’s ok, it’s ok, it’s ok, it’s ok
it’s ok, it’s ok, it’s ok

[pre-chorus]
i’m putting the work, weeks in a row
j’suis trop dans la sauce h24, i’ll make it a song
i know my worth, f-ck is you on?
now i gotta go b-tch be-
leave me the f-ck alone

[chorus]
ahaa i’m searching the words, swimmin’ in circlеs
diamonds and blood, all for the game or for the worsе
again and again and again and again
i go on, imma work it out
again and again and again and again
i get lost in the sauce
[verse 2]
paving the way for the kids i’m the khalifa
manda cash mersoul l’hob tata khadeeja
i get plenty feelings from that mary jane
don’t call me when i’m lost in my chronics
again and again and again, it’s a looping
still in my square but she asking “where you been?”
stuck in my head i won’t leave till i’m finished
i’m never scared, i’m a man in the making

[bridge]
you’re still a man in the making, be patient
it’s ok, it’s ok, it’s ok, it’s ok
i got it, i got it

[verse 3: loop by bvker, wess and uraken]
i got it cuz i cannot think of defeat, my man
j’dois nous sortir d’la fosse
i’ll do everything, i rely on my d-ck no hands
i’m better by default
ils font les fous, les frères, les fans mais c’est que d’l’internet
est-ce que t’as taste tes morts?
what you got? baisse ta tête!
fait ton testam-, tu peux pas-
hey, hey, hey, what the f-ck you doing ?
[pre-chorus]
i’m putting the work, weeks in a row
j’suis trop dans la sauce h24, i’ll make it a song
i know my worth, f-ck is you on?
now i gotta go b-tch be-
leave me the f-ck alone

[chorus]
ahaa i’m searching the words, swimmin’ in circles
diamonds and blood, all for the game or for the worse
again and again and again and again
i go on, imma work it out
again and again and again and again
i get lost in the sauce

[outro]
again and again, again and again
(…)

- riles

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