AM : PM (Berg & Curtis Gold)

We pass the traffic light I'm leaning on you
It's been a crazy night, put my trust on you
We stumble to the crib, to the sofa yeah
Stumble with the simps to a new locale

We pass the traffic light I'm leaning on you
It's been a crazy night, put my trust on you
We stumble to the crib, to the sofa yeah
Stumble with the simps to a new locale

She'll be here from the AM's
Straight up to the PM's straight up to the
She'll be here from the AM's
Straight up to the PM's straight up to the
She'll be here from the AM's
Straight up to the PM's straight up to the
Oh, Oh
She'll be here from the AM's
Straight up to the PM's straight up to the

Left hand on the Mic
Right hand on the pussy
I feel like the man don't push me (Don't push)
Ay'ngeke ekse ng'yobona ek'seni
Got my shawty over here kuLit
What's on your mind, ntombazane?
Your edges popping and you looking fine
Oh My God
You got these niggas lurking, headturner energy
You got these bitches jealous wishing they could have me
You got my stomach turning butterflies heavy
No iPhone X but you the Apple of my iris

But all we ever do is go back and forth which I can't afford baby check the score
I'm chasing dreams, nawe chase elakho
I can't hold back cause you're insecure
Somehow I got you on my lap now
I be the sofa man, you call me Joshua Door
I'm masturbating to the naked truth and when we phonicate it's like a metaphor
Woah

We pass the traffic light I'm leaning on you
(I'm leaning on you girl)
It's been a crazy night, put my trust on you
(Put my trust on you girl)
We stumble to the crib, to the sofa yeah
Stumble with the simps to a new locale

We pass the traffic light I'm leaning on you
(I'm leaning on you girl)
It's been a crazy night, put my trust on you
(Put my trust on you girl)
We stumble to the crib, to the sofa yeah
Stumble with the simps to a new locale

She'll be here from the AM's
Straight up to the PM's straight up to the
She'll be here from the AM's
Straight up to the PM's straight up to the
She'll be here from the AM's
Straight up to the PM's straight up to the
Oh, Oh
She'll be here from the AM's
Straight up to the PM's straight up to the

So where do I start?
Whatever your body is doing is art
The bartender telling Some stories and lies
Your body is gliding with air you are fine
Two souls found in the land of the lost
Holy water comes at a much greater cost
Call you aside what's your name, what's your sign
Narcotics collided, connections got lost
Now we connected emotionally bound
Cruising through space in our mind and our time
Whatever Knowledge we both finna find
Come through let's share it with both of our hearts
Tell all your friends that we finna get lost
Tell 'em to wait, we ain't taking that long
Girl I'm as bad as they come, you been warned
Inking my name girl on all of your wall yeah

We pass the traffic light I'm leaning on you
Concrete Garden on your sterio
Luigi, super Mario
I've been training your mind for hours on how to leave me
I'm a bad guy baby girl can you please forgive me

She'll be here from the AM's
Straight up to the PM's straight up to the
She'll be here from the AM's
Straight up to the PM's straight up to the
She'll be here from the AM's
Straight up to the PM's straight up to the
Oh, Oh
She'll be here from the AM's
Straight up to the PM's straight up to the



Credits
Writer(s): Lindokuhle Mlotshwa
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