3 AM Thoughts

Another late night, lost in my thoughts I'm faded
It's hard trying to solve all my problems I can't so back to the wood I was facing
I ain't trying to be different shit I'm being me can't say that I ever been basic
I been getting so close I can't taste it, I just wanna say mama I made it
I been living too fast I gotta slow down so I pour a line can't crash
I got people depending on me
Ain't no breaking or bending with me
Bad bitches they send 'em to me
And you can't count me out, I'm popping back up like nigga you missing a G
Aye, can't forget about me
Usually stay by my lonely like I'm on a island be riding down Stony
She knowing I'm pressure but she got me fucked up thinking this bitch finna hoe me
Right or I'm wrong the guys never cross me even though some of 'em Holy
Need to stop questioning what I be doing shit I'm trying to live in the moment

Want to see how I'm living
Ain't got a heart I ain't chasing no women I'm chasing the chicken
Just a young nigga from out of the gutta told mama
I'm getting us out of the trenches
Ain't gotta be with it just keep you a glizzy
You never know when this shit will get wicked
Business and paper what I'm all about, can't no nigga trick me up out my position
If I say I love you be grateful, lately I been in my feelings my heart getting cold
Been a hardbody since I was a shorty, to this day I'll never fold
I ain't clearing up shit, just know that it's fuck you
If you hear some rumors believe what you told
She know I come from the Go
She knowing I fuck like a pro
She calling me daddy so I took a drive said I was going to the store
These bitches be lying these niggas be lying no I'm not trusting a soul
And that shit getting old, you don't even know me you speaking on sum it ain't
And before I was rapping you niggas was fans, niggas been eating on Frank
For real I'm just getting this shit off my chest
I just turned 20 I come from a city where some don't even make it to that
So you know that I'm feeling real blessed
And I'm keeping my foot on they necks

I dropped the goddamn wood
Aw shit, hold on
What time it is

Another late night, lost in my thoughts I'm faded
It's hard trying to solve all my problems I can't so back to the wood I was facing
I ain't trying to be different shit I'm being me can't say that I ever been basic
I been getting so close I can't taste it, I just wanna say mama I made it
I been living too fast I gotta slow down so I pour a line can't crash
I got people depending on me
Ain't no breaking or bending with me
Bad bitches they send 'em to me
And you can't count me out, I'm popping back up like nigga you missing a G
Aye, can't forget about me



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Writer(s): Rayshaun Thompson
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