5Am
I wrote this, I was posted on the 1300 block
It was just me and my glock, a nigga try he gettin' shot
Hallows rip, his heart'll stop, I ain't trippin', Ima pop
I be grippin', smokin' pot, dope be flippin', it's a lot
You sleep, it's 5am, and I'm out here makin' bangers
Nigga geeked, I know I am, plus I know a couple slangers
Niggas dangerous, and'll come through wit them flamers, can't contain em
Rest in Peace my bro Pablo, a nigga diss, then we gon brain him
We gon stain him, Brad he stay right on retainer
He the anchor, that's my lawyer, and I stay up wit my banker
You a wanker, so ain't no reason for you to hit my phone
You a snaker, wanna come around, you see me gettin' strong
Gettin' known, killin' songs, boutta put my people on
Do this shit here for my brother, can't believe he really gone
And I do this for his mother, all them nights she was alone
Just hold on, know you always got a shoulder to lean on
Just hold on, we gon be on, Ima get you out them 'jects
Where them niggas squeezin' tecs, get you 'way from allat mess
Pasto rollin' out in Cali, rockin' Audemars Piget
Ari, Kyhnzi, gon be good, fuck wit them, get laid to rest
I wrote this, I was posted on the 1300 block
It was just me and my glock, a nigga try he gettin' shot
Hallows rip, his heart'll stop, I ain't trippin', Ima pop
I be grippin', smokin' pot, dope be flippin', it's a lot
You sleep, it's 5am, and I'm out here makin' bangers
Nigga geeked, I know I am, plus I know a couple slangers
Niggas dangerous, and'll come through wit them flamers, can't contain em
Rest in Peace my bro Pablo, a nigga diss, then we gon brain him
No explainin', it's a shamin', how my niggas got good aimin'
I ain't talkin' no Lamar, but nigga you can't stop the rainin'
Nigga actin' hard, he fakin', get a spankin' like a baby
If you want something, then take it, you won't make it far complainin'
Gotta man up and go get it, even if it's by ya self
Lonely nights it turned me frigid, you don't know the pain I felt
Broke as hell, smokin' midget, Punn the only that helped
I ain't shell, Ima risk it, if he call me, Ima step
I wrote this, I was posted on the 1300 block
It was just me and my glock, a nigga try he gettin' shot
Hallows rip, his heart'll stop, I ain't trippin', Ima pop
I be grippin', smokin' pot, dope be flippin', it's a lot
You sleep, it's 5am, and I'm out here makin' bangers
Nigga geeked, I know I am, plus I know a couple slangers
Niggas dangerous, and'll come through wit them flamers, can't contain em
Rest in Peace my bro Pablo, a nigga diss, then we gon brain him
It was just me and my glock, a nigga try he gettin' shot
Hallows rip, his heart'll stop, I ain't trippin', Ima pop
I be grippin', smokin' pot, dope be flippin', it's a lot
You sleep, it's 5am, and I'm out here makin' bangers
Nigga geeked, I know I am, plus I know a couple slangers
Niggas dangerous, and'll come through wit them flamers, can't contain em
Rest in Peace my bro Pablo, a nigga diss, then we gon brain him
We gon stain him, Brad he stay right on retainer
He the anchor, that's my lawyer, and I stay up wit my banker
You a wanker, so ain't no reason for you to hit my phone
You a snaker, wanna come around, you see me gettin' strong
Gettin' known, killin' songs, boutta put my people on
Do this shit here for my brother, can't believe he really gone
And I do this for his mother, all them nights she was alone
Just hold on, know you always got a shoulder to lean on
Just hold on, we gon be on, Ima get you out them 'jects
Where them niggas squeezin' tecs, get you 'way from allat mess
Pasto rollin' out in Cali, rockin' Audemars Piget
Ari, Kyhnzi, gon be good, fuck wit them, get laid to rest
I wrote this, I was posted on the 1300 block
It was just me and my glock, a nigga try he gettin' shot
Hallows rip, his heart'll stop, I ain't trippin', Ima pop
I be grippin', smokin' pot, dope be flippin', it's a lot
You sleep, it's 5am, and I'm out here makin' bangers
Nigga geeked, I know I am, plus I know a couple slangers
Niggas dangerous, and'll come through wit them flamers, can't contain em
Rest in Peace my bro Pablo, a nigga diss, then we gon brain him
No explainin', it's a shamin', how my niggas got good aimin'
I ain't talkin' no Lamar, but nigga you can't stop the rainin'
Nigga actin' hard, he fakin', get a spankin' like a baby
If you want something, then take it, you won't make it far complainin'
Gotta man up and go get it, even if it's by ya self
Lonely nights it turned me frigid, you don't know the pain I felt
Broke as hell, smokin' midget, Punn the only that helped
I ain't shell, Ima risk it, if he call me, Ima step
I wrote this, I was posted on the 1300 block
It was just me and my glock, a nigga try he gettin' shot
Hallows rip, his heart'll stop, I ain't trippin', Ima pop
I be grippin', smokin' pot, dope be flippin', it's a lot
You sleep, it's 5am, and I'm out here makin' bangers
Nigga geeked, I know I am, plus I know a couple slangers
Niggas dangerous, and'll come through wit them flamers, can't contain em
Rest in Peace my bro Pablo, a nigga diss, then we gon brain him
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Writer(s): Keonte' Bradley
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