5:30 In New York

It's 5.30, the other day you told me that I was buggin'
I look outside, the car ain't there, so I know you up to something
Maybe I'm just trippin', look
Maybe I'm not

Maybe you just like Kim K, yeah you just another thot
Maybe you just another friend, look
But I really like your friends, so
You could bring them all around me, like bring me all them tens, but

Now I'm around these hoes, and now I'm really feeling tense, look
I don't care about your other mans
How could you tell me you got another mans
It's 5:30 and she gone again

It's 5:30, where'd you go again
Man, where the hell is Pete at
Like, I don't know, but he could meet these hands
Where the hell I'ma meet him at

I don't know, but there go Kim again
She playing all these games, now she front row watching the Lakers
It made me feel a type of way, cause now she chillin' with my haters
But now I'm trippin', you have the talk shows talking about Kanye, like, he ain't take his pills

That's something they said all my life, but now I'm living in the hills
That's just something that they told me
Huh, look, Jiggy
And now it's back to him, me

Let's talk about my problems
I fell in love with this monster, felt like I was dealing with a goblin
5:30 in New York, this not Los Angeles, I still lost it though
The only one I showed love to, she went missing, I still miss her though

I still miss you, I would never go and hurt you
You decided to hurt me, took a shot by a pistol
I can't believe you told me that you love me
This that song I wrote about how shit could get ugly, broken

Yeah, you really went and broke me
Lately, I've been wondering, did you ever really love me
5:30, and you gone again
Now it's 5:30, and she gone again

Oh, where is my Kim K
I don't know if I'm okay
Yeah, you made me feel a type of way
I don't know what else I'ma say

Oh, oh, I don't think she really love Jiggy
I don't know if they come mess with me
I think you was at your best with me
Up on Snapchat, you was flexing me

Check your IG, now you testing me
Your phone ringing, got a text from me
Yeah, I told you go and find God
Yeah, I told you, yeah, you need to stop

She don't really love Jiggy, go listen to Drake, bitch
She don't really love Jiggy, go listen to Future, bitch
You don't ever want to think about your future, bitch
5;30, the car missing, and I wish that I was tripping

Now I got the 33, and I'm feeling like Scottie Pippen
But I'm Jordan
I know I'm the best in the league
Something I can't believe she fell in love

with someone who ain't me
Everybody want the best for us
Everybody except for us
And you know that I'm a Christian
In Diors feel like God tested us
Through the wire, I've been through it all, through the fire
If I had you here, I'd hold you tighter
5:30, the car missing where the tires

Through the wire
Jiggy, nah I'm not done
I got to keep going
How can I give up

For your love, I'ma keep trolling
Posting up on IG, showing everyone our text
I want you to know that I wish you all the best
Look, Jiggy, look

But you know that I'm the best
Huh, what that mean
Call my phone
Mm, Jiggy