2am
2 in the morning, police knockin' at my door, what for?
Never know the reasons they be coming packin'
And then they're comin through i tell them
" He just kick down my door"
Even though I'm on the floor with a gun to my head.
All the reason that I'm holdin' all the trees
And I gotta a lot a weed
They be spottin' me with infa-red
In the mood and I'm, " who the hell is you?"
Still they comin through, holdin up the innocent yeah.
3 in the mornin in the cell you'll get harrassed by the man
call my girl, baby coming just as quick as she can
With the money for the 'case' we's gonna make it alright
Even though my weed and money could afford it tonight.
And leave the 'case' to detonate inside the place when I'm gone
Tellin all the places, yo, I ought to handle all this alone
I say somethin' wrong? wait, who the hell is you?
Aw you coming through, holdin' up them innocent yeah.
4 in the mornin, police knockin' at my door, what for?
Bet I know the reasons he comin' back and
And then they comin through, I tell them
" He just kicked down my door"
Even though I'm on the floor with a gun to my head
And all the reason that i'm holdin all the trees
And I gotta a lot a weed
They be spottin' me with infa-red
In the mood singing, " who the hell is you?"
Oh you comin' through, holdin' up the innocent yeah.
Never know the reasons they be coming packin'
And then they're comin through i tell them
" He just kick down my door"
Even though I'm on the floor with a gun to my head.
All the reason that I'm holdin' all the trees
And I gotta a lot a weed
They be spottin' me with infa-red
In the mood and I'm, " who the hell is you?"
Still they comin through, holdin up the innocent yeah.
3 in the mornin in the cell you'll get harrassed by the man
call my girl, baby coming just as quick as she can
With the money for the 'case' we's gonna make it alright
Even though my weed and money could afford it tonight.
And leave the 'case' to detonate inside the place when I'm gone
Tellin all the places, yo, I ought to handle all this alone
I say somethin' wrong? wait, who the hell is you?
Aw you coming through, holdin' up them innocent yeah.
4 in the mornin, police knockin' at my door, what for?
Bet I know the reasons he comin' back and
And then they comin through, I tell them
" He just kicked down my door"
Even though I'm on the floor with a gun to my head
And all the reason that i'm holdin all the trees
And I gotta a lot a weed
They be spottin' me with infa-red
In the mood singing, " who the hell is you?"
Oh you comin' through, holdin' up the innocent yeah.
Credits
Writer(s): Oguer Ocon, Kyle Mcdonald, Miles Mason Doughty, Daniel Luis Delacruz, Ryan C. Moran, Christofer Kaye Welter
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