Lyrics:
a cash grab, sort of like a last laugh
Quarter-circle kick back, button-mashing wack cats
Access we have that, a compromised LastPass
We sail the seven
the system
Back home 3 sons 2 daughters I'm the 1
Calling them bro and sister
Circles turned into spirals
Journals turned into bibles
Notions undo titles
No
Gotta make a deposit (I gotta)
Quarter mill' in the closet (I got it)
Gotta make a deposit (I gotta)
Quarter mill' in the closet (I got it)
Quarter
Yo, remix
Donae'o, Donae'o
Cadet, Cadet
Wiley
Ghetts
Real niggas inna my circle
Real women inna my circle
Only family inna my circle
No
Circles Circles Circles Circles Circles Circles
Circles Circles Circles Circles Circles Circles
Circles Circles Circles Circles Circles Circles
It's the fourth quarter
Sun's setting
This for my niggas in the fourth quarter
Four quarters
This for my niggas on the fourth quarter
Four quarters
three-hundred for this quarter
Got me back and forth to school
I was outside every night, like I ain't have nothin' to lose
I was trappin' like a motherfucker
Yeh
Ouuuuu
Yeh
Quarter note 
Quarter note
I just be getting that money though
Quarter note 
Quarter note
I just be getting that money though
stat
Even though I know you feel like I don't need to pay you back
It's quarter to three in the morning
And my fucking brain isn't yawning
There's too
I want to dedicate this to my old lady
[Chorus]
Nah Do you know my old lady (Quarter key Quarter key)
Tell me what she do for me (Quarter
sense of somebody else's problem
Stretched too thin, circle back
Who made you think that their feelings
Were worth so much more than your own?
Waking up
baby
Thinking about us advancing later
Trying to argue back and for with your man is crazy
You running circles around me
I think she love me running
and bought it back
Before Covid had the mask
And I put that on the trap
Free my bro he in the max
In da field like a Quarter backs
Loyalty I honour that
Say
circle tight
Circle Tight circle tight
Yeah
Double cup full of of pine
Just to ease the pain
Is tragic in the game
Niggas knife you in the back
(ImFinnaKillItAndCertGotThePistol)
Aye, Cert, yea
Cert got that pistol
Yea, aye aye Sin
Shawty round the block, tella pull up
Issa quarter past 5,
hold no quarter, oh
Walking side-by-side with death
The devil mocks their every step, ooh
The snow drives back the foot that's slow
The dogs
hold no quarter, oh
Walking side-by-side with death
The devil mocks their every step, ooh
The snow drives back the foot that's slow
The dogs
It's Gucci, hah
It's Wizzop
I was 'bout to do my own thing, hit the Circle K and just ride out
Played this ready, tree rolled up, got it on me,
em with the two X circle square, it's a kung fu move
Chop him with the left, chop him to the right Knock him to the ground, it's a finisher move
Hit em
you with me could be the key
I got a quarter tank of gas and a heart full of love
And I'm on my way to you, so you better buckle up
I'm driving round in
kilo
Thought I wouldn't make it, now I'm winning, Timothy Tebow
Fourth quarter, I'm back, fourth quarter, in fact
Fourth quarter, that sack, Fourth
quarter century crisis
There's got, to be
The clocks, gotta start, another day of grinding
Nursing a hangover and I'm feeling the pain
Back to the real
it's your loss
Couldn't walk a mile in my Vans
I don't even got it as a cost now
Two-three quarter million in my hands eh
Circle feeling gated i ain't
to the beach
Been through the fire
I'ma raise Hell to the Gods
Oddly, I multiply dimes
Small with a circle of mines, I'm (ayy)
So I'm back movin' around
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