3AM Freestyle

Lyrics

[Intro] Yeah, ay Ay, this is a Trademark produ- [Verse] Boy, you toast if you act scarred in this bitch Turn your block to a graveyard in this bitch All my niggas tote ARs in this bitch Ain't no games, we don't play cards in this bitch I might flip and go AWOL in this bitch Never fold and I stay tall in this bitch Remember when I still played ball in this bitch I'm the 6'7 Chris Paul in this bitch Alley-oop, then I slam dunk in that bitch I don't want her, please have fun with your bitch Don't be silent, boy, say some' in this bitch 'Cause diploma won't get none in this bitch I ain't hungry, I went hard for this shit Mama told me, "You'll go far with this shit" Never switch up and take off with this shit Just remember to thank God for this shit Okay, right, Ma, yeah, I need that, I need you When I turn around, no one was there except for me and you I don't ever want to see you, down and out, I payed the fees too I don't ever want to let you down, I don't ever want to leave you Now they can't say shit while we up, yeah Fuck 'em, they weren't there when we was stuck, yeah You said I'm a diamond in the rough (Yeah), yeah No believers, you said, "Try your luck," yeah I tried to help, you won't let me If you was gone, who gon' catch me? That's why I'm living so edgy My life repeating, a death scene I told her it can get messy 'Cause I could barely love myself, yeah I could barely trust myself, yeah Battle scars, all I felt, yeah Oh, bitch bad, she wanna fuck with a nigga I'm ridin' round, I made it city to city No Kappa meeting, I'm the new Diggy Simmons My mama miss me, said I'm acting too busy I'm sorry, Mama, I love chasing these digits I promise, Coco, when I'm home, we gon' hit it And fuck your job, I'm doing good, you could quit it And fuck these niggas, they on nothing, I'm trippin' And fuck these hoes, they want the clout, they all diggin' They leeching on me, they just feen for attention I'm counting guala, out the D's in the kitchen I'm enchilada, I got cheese, yeah, I'm drippin' I'm Eddie Kane, the way I'm cracking these niggas Wanna bang 'cause I'm the captain, lil' nigga I make it seem like Michael Jackson, lil' nigga I'm in the leagues, and fuck your trapping, lil' nigga, like, yeah You got bad habits, baby, I got bad ones too Like a crack addict, I would throw my life for you This is mathematics, baby, let's add me with you I'm a lone-wolf now, I been out to bat with you Better show me love when you see me, mask off She just mixed her molly's with her perky's, get her extra They don't want to see me score an A-plus on my test, yeah Heating up Milwaukee, I'm applying all the pressure When I'm riding 'round, bitch, I'm cruising in a Tesla Baby, I'm not DC from '09, you getting less love That bitch still won't fuck with me 'cause she know that I'm next up I said, "Give me toppy 'til it's sloppy," make a mess, yeah Riding 'round with a vest, yeah, riding 'round with a TEC Riding 'round with a vest, yeah, riding 'round with a TEC Niggas, they, niggas, they aiming straight for my neck Niggas, they aiming straight for my head Niggas, they aiming straight for my life Niggas, they tryna take what I made Niggas, they tryna take what I built up from that bottom, but I ain't going out like that Yes, I know I'm blessed yeah, OD Feeling like the devil crawling on me I'm still hallucinating my dreams Starting to think there's something wrong with me [Bridge] And I can't go out nowhere alone because I Made a name for myself, yeah, I did it Made a name for myself, yeah, I did it with nobody else, no Nobody else, help It was just me, you, me, you [Outro] Oh, bitch bad she wanna fuck with a nigga I'm riding 'round, I made it city to city Yeah, yeah, I don't wanna love myself Yeah, yeah. I could barely love myself Yeah, I could barely trust myself Yeah, I could barely love myself, yeah