Ammy - December Fourth Lyrics

December fourth
The pictures made
Sixith grade
Where I
Bumped the hit days
In which way
I met drake
Who hit break
On my main mistakes
And prophesied it all
To me
On the comeback mixtape

Nigga made it from his city
Man I'll do it

If jcole knew me back when
I had the yellow pages
With the black pen

Then

He would probably slap me
With his back hand

Because Back then

I rapped
Like I was from the streets
Following the sheep
Acting like There wasn't me

Those days I felt like I was fading
Those days I felt like I was fading

But now we back on track
We making shit that slap

I won't get clipped, won't slack
Because when shit hit the fan
I won't turn to man, I got my gift for that

Throw me in the jungle, leave me with a toothpick

F*ck all the rebottle , I'm coming out Ruthless

Little nigga hustle they think
You won't do this

Rumble when you run boy
Rumble when your run boy

And double tie your shoelace

And then when seventh grade hit

I met Jon and Josh and shit
Oscar came along with it
Apollo hopped on songs with me

And honestly
I see my niggas Prospering

And honestly
I can't lie
I see them all with thick wives

Because
The blood runs thick
And if he wins
I win too
I split the cake
With my brothers
He gets one and him too

Simple

Because all the shit we been through
Was far from existential

But we always
Somehow found
A way to stay locked
In instrumental

But now we back on track
We making shit that slap
I won't get clipped, won't slack
Because when shit hit the fan
I won't turn to man, I got my gift for that

I got my gift for that

But now we back on track
We making shit that slap
I won't get clipped, won't slack
Because when shit hit fan
I won't turn to man, I got my gift for that

I got my gift for that

But now we back on track
We making shit that slap
I won't get clipped, won't slack
Because when shit hit the fan
I won't turn to man, I got my gift for that

When shit hit the fan, I won't turn man

I got my gift for that
I got my gift for that

When shit hit fan, I won't turn to man