Serenity (3AM Freestyle)

"You don't have the guts to be what you wanna be"
Yeah
Ayy
Got no serenity
Got these lil bitches, they giving me energy
I know that lil shawty, she wants what's best for me
I don't know why these dumb hoes keep on texting me
Maybe they found out that I got the recipe
Or, maybe they found out that I got the uhh
That I got the tec for anyone who testing me
No, imma keep going cause this be my destiny
She gon' keep sayin' she liking my personality
Said she study psychology
I know she obsessed, but she blowing my phone
Not gon' lie, that shit really been bothering me
I really don't know how to put in the words
Just to tell her that I really love her
I can't wait 'til she hop in that cat
And we doing whatever in the middle of summer
Yeah, that shit look ight but I don't fuck with hummers
Best think twice before you talk down on one of my brothers
I would die for a bro, I put that on my mother
If he try me on god, imma mothafuckin' gun him
We be rolling the dice, you won't know how we comin'
If we talkin' that poker, you know ain't bluffin'
If I'm chilling with shawty, I better be fuckin'
Lil shawty she tweaking, always up to somethin'
Man, this shit getting reckless
Spitting on too many beats, feeling restless
Lost in my brain, I'm tryna find a exit
Too much on my mind, I don't know where I'm headed
Love so hard to find, I don't know if I'll get it
Steady sending her texts, give a fuck if she read it
The shit that I told her, I know it's embedded
I'm throwing ten, you know I'm gon' bet it
Yeah, huh
I'm fucking this bitch, I know that she regret it
She knew she a whore, the second I said it
I meant it, she'll never forget it
Yeah so I fuck on her friend, yeah you know she gon' ded it
Yeah, you know she a freak hoe, she gon' let me let in
Flip that lil bitch on the back, let me break in
Lick on the clit, then I'm slippin' the tip in
Lil shawty trippin' like she London Tipton
Bitch, that be a solid four
Bitch, I want more
They playing my songs like all 'round the globe
Got fans in Japan, do this shit on my own
'Til I work to the top when I sit on my throne
But for now I'm alone, I don't know where to go
Don't got too many options, even though I'm in control
Why you ain't blowing my phone?
Stupid bitch, leave me the fuck alone
Bitch, it's 3AM, uhh
Bitch, it's 3AM, uhh
Little bitch, you talk that shit, mothafucka it's 3AM, uhh
Bitch, it's 3AM, uhh
Bitch, it's 3AM, uhh
We with chase, we up and shit, bitch it's 3AM, uhh
Like, you see the man I am?
Smoke my weed, can't count my grams
High like a cockpit in this bitch, take me right to the land
Like we don't got no plans, chillin' shit up in Thailand
I'm Dr. Seuss up in this bitch, say I can't rap I can
Yeah, little bitch say I can't rap I can
Yeah, haha



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