2AM In California (feat. Lil Keef & Manji)

Yeah
Uh
G Greggo in the back rolling up
Yeah

2am in California we just ran it up
Stripper bitches shaking and sliding bae I can't get enough
Smokin weed that got a nigga sleep and ain't no getting up
And hopefully I don't crash the whip, it don't get fast enough
It's funny how I used to idolize niggas I'm passing up
I done seen this play a thousand times you niggas actin up
I would eat right now but food tastes better after I smack the blunt
Young fly nigga, feel like Forest ain't no catching up
Uh that's what winning a do
Free time or grind time, like whatchu tempted to choose
Lil keef got DNG, like whatchu pay for them shoes
You know I stay way out the way I just go prove what I do
And that I'm... always gon' say what I mean
I know relations delicate so I don't stay in between or behind them
Enemy lines
False family times
You know Imma stay with my guys
In big body rides
And if they not big body rides
They definitely slide
So if I, pull up on you get inna whip come get high with me
I wonder if it's just the henny or the vibe for me
I like my bitches by the two's no monogamy

I'm just playing

Bitches pulling left and right but I ain't playing though
Lately I just been feeling like I'm the man though
Judges acting racist then a bitch they tryna slam bro
How the fuck you up but you ain't tryna put yo mans on
Bro just called me sad he had to call me from a jail phone
Said he coming home I told his ass that it won't be long
Foenem running deep up in the streets, they standing too strong
Now I'm out in LA rocking Doce and some VLone
Niggas see me now and they like what the fuck you be on
I'm like cool, riding smoking dope, staying in my headphones
Lately I been getting up early can't stay in bed long
Always told my Mama don't worry cause I was headstrong
Like who gon' knock me off my pedestal
To the game I will marry you
Can't never let a nigga get ahead of you
Remember everything that they said to you
Yeah you up, but if you die right now
Won't nobody come to carry you

Man
Won't nobody come carry you nigga
Mmm
Them niggas don't even love you forreal
Shit be cap forreal
Sometimes you gotta do that shit on your own, you know
Forreal

But them niggas they don't care for you nigga
Riding round in a Tesla we don't care for them niggas
Everything that I see, yeah I see a lil different
And everything that you hear, yeah you hear from them bitches
And I know what you mean when you say I'm the issue
Got me writing love letters, putting lyrics on tissue
Got me jealous in the club tryna fuck on these bitches
Everything that I see, yeah I see it clear vision
But you know what I mean cause it's 2am out here
Coming straight up out the cut like a lil ass deer
But that lil bitch wanna fuck
She can't even get near
Seen too many snakes around me had me switching up my peers

We ain't got no time for no fuck niggas
We all getting money though
Living life, living Lavish



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Writer(s): Devin Barksdale
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