3 A.M.

It's 3 am why are you calling me
I answer my phone you whisper lowly
Under your breathe you're talking low key
I say where's your girl you answer next to me
She must be laying closely
You're always playing us so coldly
Love me when you're ready
Not when you're lonely

But here we are in the dark and I'm not quick to end your call
What's wrong with me you failed to be the happiness you said you'd be
Yet here we are in the dark wanting more than what we are
Fuck wrong with me I failed to be the king I always said I'd be

And now it's 3 am and I keep calling you
Ear pressed on the phone then I hear a dial tone
Press repeat again your girl answers out the blue
Who the fuck is this calling my man around two
I said first of all it's about three in the morning
Then I hear her moaning thinking what am I gone do
Then I turn down your avenue
Down your avenue

But here we are in the dark and I'm not quick to end your call
What's wrong with me you failed to be the happiness you said you'd be
Yet here we are in the dark wanting more than what we are
Fuck wrong with me I failed to be the king I always said I'd be



Credits
Writer(s): Deadrean Dueshawn Baker
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