4AM, Can't Go Home

[Intro] Yeah Yeah, yeah Room cold, screen bright Four a.m., still no reply Mama called twice, I let it ring Rent due Friday, I need this thing [Pre-Hook] Cap and gown in a shoebox by the bed Thought that paper meant a road ahead Now the sink full, fridge light, overdue stress If this don't hit, then I'm down to my last [Hook] When the drums come in, I can't fold Whole block sleep, but my eyes still open Gold dream cracked, now the truth feel cold If this don't pop, I can't go back home When the bassline shake, I feel that rush All this weight on me, I don't say much She packed her clothes, left dust on the rug Now it's me, this mic, and a prayer for luck [Verse 1] Small town kid, bus stop, one bag Mama cried proud when I crossed that stage Dad said, "Boy, now go get paid" I believed every word they said First month out, sent resumes all day No calls back but the bills still came Suit in the closet, price tag pain Smile in the mirror look fake, then fade Degree on the wall, still washing cups Student loan email keep showing up Homeboy got lucky with a warehouse plug I said I'm good, but I'm broke as what Girl used to wait while I chased my shot Now her side of the mattress stay ice cold She said, "You here, but your mind not" Then she took her hoodie and the last bit of hope [Pre-Hook] I hear my phone buzz through the dark Mama asking why I act so hard Dad don't get why I picked these bars But I can't clock in with a dead heart [Hook] When the drums come in, I can't fold Whole block sleep, but my eyes still open Gold dream cracked, now the truth feel cold If this don't pop, I can't go back home When the bassline shake, I feel that rush All this weight on me, I don't say much She packed her clothes, left dust on the rug Now it's me, this mic, and a prayer for luck [Verse 2] I know the landlord by his first name now Know the late fee sound when the month run out Know that fake "you good?" from a crowded house When they all got plans and you sitting out I been eating noodles from the same steel pot Using wi-fi from the cafe lot Posting snippets, watching views stay stuck Like the world move fast when your legs feel locked Ain't no gangster movie, ain't no gloss Just me in a hoodie with a laptop hot Ceiling got stains, one speaker popped Still trying to make something breathe from loss I ain't need a chain, I need clean cash Need mom to quit counting every gas Need dad to stop saying school was a scam Need one good month so I can stand [Bridge] I don't need love right now, I need a win Need the hook to land when the 808 hit Need that crowd to jump when the drums drop in Need one door open, I can run through it [Final Hook] When the drums come in, I can't fold Whole block sleep, but my eyes still open Gold dream cracked, now the truth feel cold If this don't pop, I can't go back home When the bassline shake, I feel that rush All this weight on me, I don't say much She packed her clothes, left dust on the rug Now it's me, this mic, and a prayer for luck [Outro] Four a.m., screen light, red eyes If this one land, then I'm still alive No fairy tale, no alibi Just one more take 'til my whole life change