3AM - xtsy*

3AM

xtsy*

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02:17

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Lyric

3am I'm cookin' up (Cooking Up!)

3am I'm in the studio, My brother rollin' up (Yeah)

3am I'm thinkin' bout these girls inside my phone

Nevermind I'm lyin', I stay on my doly, I'm alone (Lone)

Yeah, I been on my lonesome

I been on my doly, she try to say I owe some

I don't owe you nothin' unless you talkin' bout that pound town

Wide receiver, five rounds (Woah)

3am let's vibe out

I was outside lookin', hold on, why the heck she look my way

I respected decisions, but the one she made was not that great

One she made was not that smart

Hit my phone all damn, she starts

Arguin' with me like I don't wanna hear

Nah, she know that it's 3am, so why she here

Nah, I ain't arguin' with noise inside my ears

Yeah, I ain't arguin' with you, let's keep it P

Cause I know that you hit my phone and wanna see me

I said, bro, let's go, told that girl, come on

I want you and her, she tryna take me home

No, I don't wanna go (Wanna Go!)

I been chillin' on my doly, really don't want hoes

I don't want relationships, I do not wanna ghost

I don't wanna be on pinterest, we is not them goals

She want happiness, bro, I am not happy, hoe

I don't want them people takin' pictures when we on our own

You pretty, but I don't want nun' witchu

Sorry, I can't lock in, niggas with the flash

Outside, gotta watch them

Why is she tellin' lies on that like why she cappin'

Tappin', made her tap out

Niggas talkin' on the net and now I'm feelin' psyched out

Finna crash out, nevermind, it's 3 a.m., let's party time

Tell them boys to get offline, cookin' up, it's swaggy time

3am I'm cookin' up (Cooking Up!)

3am I'm in the studio, My brother rollin' up (Yeah)

3am I'm thinkin' bout these girls inside my phone

Nevermind I'm lyin', I stay on my doly, I'm alone (Lone)

Yeah, I been on my lonesome

I been on my doly, she try to say I owe some

I don't owe you nothin' unless you talkin' bout that pound town

Wide receiver, five rounds (Woah)

3am let's vibe out

I was outside lookin', hold on, why the heck she look my way

I respected decisions, but the one she made was not that great

One she made was not that smart

Hit my phone all day, she starts

Wish you would play your part, play your part

- It's already the end -