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4Am by JBee

                       4Am 


Tuning:E A D G B E
Capo:6th fret

CAPO: 2 Am C Em D x4
[Intro]
 
CAPO: 6
 
Am                                            C
Lately, I've been ghost, and getting my bread up
                         Em
I nearly forget I can rap, It's 4 am right now
        D                                         Am
I ain't had no sleep, I'm awake, tryna write me a track
                                    C
Come bro should of kicked ball like Foden
                     Em
But he's OT, serving crack
                        D
Never had p, I swear no cap
                                          Am
I'm just tryna move far, from the council flats
                               C                              Em
I'll be living two life's like Hannah, bro still stuck in the dusty trap
                                 D
Couldn't care bout the glitz and glamour
                             Am
I ain't tryna die young like Rodie
                           C                               Em
So Brodie I might buy me a hammer, huh, they might take my life
N.C
So I gotta watch out, when I step in the manner
 
I nearly forgot I'm a rapper
Am                                     C
Life ain't sweet when you're raised in hell
                                   Em
Bro been heartbroken on numerous occasions
                                D
He found love with the dots and shells
 
Lemme tell you a fact
   Am
Anytime that he's ever been cuffed
                       C
He was sitting in them cells
                          Em
He can never put faith in girls
                                D
He'd rather get thrown in jail, uh
                              Am
He'd rather get thrown in jail
                                       C
Life ain't sweet when you're raised in hell
                                   Em
Bro been heartbroken on numerous occasions
                                D
He found love with the dots and shells
 
Lemme tell you a fact
   Am
Anytime that he's ever been cuffed
                       C
He was sitting in them cells
                          Em
He can never put faith in girls
                                D
He'd rather get thrown in jail, uh
                              Am
He'd rather get thrown in jail
                                C
I'm in the booth tryna clear my mind
                                Em
Pushing out all of my pain into rhymes
                           D
I've allowed myself to get hurt
                               Am
Bro said that I'm way too kind
                                C
And lately I've been battling myself
                                  Em
It's peace that I pray of friends
                                  D
Mum would've cried if I ever went also
                               Am
I ain't ever been on no county line
                                   C
I was broke and pressed, never had racks
                                    Em
I ain't tryna go back to the old me
                                 D
I put my life on the line for my fam
 
I was here when they needed a homie
Am                             C
And there's so much pain in my heart
 
I ain't ever seen love come show me
N.C
I've been hiding my face
 NC
'Cause I hate being bait
                                          Am
I'm like a ninja yeah, you should know b (Gang)
                               C
Taking risks just to make some bands
                              Em
I was outside, tryna stack my papes
                                D
Some word I would bash into OnlyFans
                         Am
And, dad weren't really around
                                C
So it's only mum that made me a man
                                  Em
Instead of splashing on drip from Italy
                                D
Should've been saving to buy me land
                          Am
Yo, even with drip in the closet
                                    C
Still be the block where the mandem hang
                         Em
I made sure that I had myself
                         D
I never needed a helping hand
                                    Am
And there's times where I feel like crypto
                                  C
So I get gassed when I make these grands
                               Em
To make it out of my town it's rare
                          D
Cah, life ain't ever been fair
 
 
So I couldn't care about yute's outside
Am                                            C
Lately, I've been ghost, and getting my bread up
                         Em
I nearly forget I can rap, It's 4 am right now
        D                                         Am
I ain't had no sleep, I'm awake, tryna write me a track
                                    C
Come bro should of kicked ball like Foden
                     Em
But he's OT, serving crack
                        D
Never had p, I swear no cap
                                          Am
I'm just tryna move far, from the council flats
                               C                              Em
I'll be living two life's like Hannah, bro still stuck in the dusty trap
                                 D
Couldn't care bout the glitz and glamour
                             Am
I ain't tryna die young like Rodie
                           C                               Em
So Brodie I might buy me a hammer, huh, they might take my life
N.C
So I gotta watch out, when I step in the manner
 
I nearly forgot I'm a rapper
Am                                            C
Lately, I've been ghost, and getting my bread up
                         Em
I nearly forget I can rap, It's 4 am right now
        D                                         Am
I ain't had no sleep, I'm awake, tryna write me a track





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