6:00 Am

You know what's crazy? I was gonna leave the studio and-
I don't know, man, I was just
It didn't feel right, I ain't have nothing laid down
I was like, "you know, lemme pull this beat real quick"
Do something and see what happens
Shit, here goes nothing

I got a lot to say, but I don't ever speak up
I been running through the city with my niggas
keep up
This the calm before the storm, hope you down with FEMA
Bringing life unto the gang, I'm my brother's keeper
Me and momma in Dubai with the Burj Khalifa
Yeah, the real Burj Khalifa
16 hours on a flight just to live and see something
Flight attendant on my ass talkin' 'bout "Pull ya seat up"
I'm just tryna go relax, really kick my feet up
But before a nigga land, I'ma pull a beat up
Always working on the craft, gotta get the cheese up
Credit card gang, I'm in the pictures throwing V's up
Peace signs for the people that I had to leave, yeah
I ain't wanna leave ya, I just don't really need ya
You ain't see me for who I am, saw me for what you need, yeah
You done pushed me to the fucking edge, you think you Lita
They say two wrongs don't make a right (Two wrongs don't make a right)
They say two wrongs don't make a right (Two wrongs don't make a right)
But I know that two odds make an even
And even if the odds against me, just don't believe 'em
Where I'm from, only the people change like the seasons
Just a bunch of heat, humidity, and fucking heathens
Where the angels only wanna party with the demons
I ain't tryna judge nobody, I'm also indecent
They say it's the root of evil, I'm still money fiending

I got my top spinner with me like I'm Dom Cobb
He gon' make sure that you keep dreaming
Blanco went Boondock, that boy a Freeman
Within my music, I'm like Top Dawg, I found reason
Some niggas stick 'round for a year then leave, them boys leasing
Mm, aye
I'm the type of nigga drop the album, next day, I'm still scheming
They say like "Trè, you don't drop, why you always teasing?"



Credits
Writer(s): Trè Thompson
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