3 AM

3 A.M., I'm in the studio damn near dozing off

Won't think twice 'bout a bitch I fucked last year, she somewhere hoing off

Everyday of the winter, I had my heat, ****, I wasn't cold at all

All about my paper, got new bankroll, I still won't fold at all

I put love in this pistol, I'm tryna switch lanes, but I can't change without it

Can't even walk outside without my fye, shit, I feel strange without it

Won't even walk outside without getting fly, I lose my brain without it

Fuck **** ran up playing and lost his brain, like he had came without it

Jimmy Choo, I was just a youngin rocking Christian Loub

I was tryna take a **** down like I ain't have shit to lose

At the end of the day, I was born that way, boy, I ain't got shit to prove

When you at the top, they watch yo life, you gon' get ridiculed

****, I get rid of fools so I don't really too tough trip

Remember when the rent was due, we ain't have too much but pent? Yeah

But now I'm getting cheese, get a big ass house, with a big ass kitchen

The reason I got so rich 'cause pop gave game, I sat back and listen

Think twice before you make a decision

One bad move, won't make it to dinner, yeah

Benz truck, black ass tints, if you come through, I bust ya, won't never see the ending, yeah

150 on the Maserati, this bitch ain't rented, yeah

I know why they hating on Lil T, because I'm winning

Or maybe 'cause they can't eat with me

If she can't eat dick, she finished, yeah

I used to be the main one spinning

Now, shit I be the main one grinning, yeah

I got the game from my pops, all of this love, it come from my granny, yeah

I'm cut from a different cloth, so these lil' **** won't understand me

3 A.M., I'm in the studio damn near dozing off

Won't think twice 'bout a bitch I fucked last year, she somewhere hoing off

Everyday of the winter, I had my heat, ****, I wasn't cold at all

All about my paper, got new bankroll, I still won't fold at all

I put love in this pistol, I'm tryna switch lanes, but I can't change without it

Can't even walk outside without my fye, shit, I feel strange without it

Won't even walk outside without getting fly, I lose my brain without it

Fuck **** ran up playing and lost his brain, like he had came without it

I get bored and throw on Scotch N Soda, just for the fashion

You won't catch me fucking with no 7, I like bad shit

If TKey drop dick off in that ho, she ain't average

Bitch, get on your game or get sold out, lil' ho, you slacking, bitch, you crashing

Fucking on the gang, that lil' ho nasty (Yeah)

I thought it was pressure, seen his ass, he walked right past me (Yeah)

Boy, you going out bad, wifing that slut, that ho a class freak (Yeah)

Tripping 'bout that bitch, she soap my brother up like lather

Do whatever for that cash

Do whatever for that money

Every time they played with T, I hit they block, they got to running

Blaow, blaow, blaow

Buck-fire in the Semi

Gave a hunna

Pops was the only one who was there for all this shit, that's on my momma (Yeah)

3 A.M., I'm in the studio damn near dozing off

Won't think twice 'bout a bitch I fucked last year, she somewhere hoing off

Everyday of the winter, I had my heat, ****, I wasn't cold at all

All about my paper, got new bankroll, I still won't fold at all

I put love in this pistol, I'm tryna switch lanes, but I can't change without it

Can't even walk outside without my fye, shit, I feel strange without it

Won't even walk outside without getting fly, I lose my brain without it

Fuck **** ran up playing and lost his brain, like he had came without it