AM to PM

(Chorus)

Walk in the spot its lit

We totin' all kinds of shit

& put on ya mans if you really winnin’

cause he looking dry on chip

& put on ya B.M. cause she steady asking’

for plays & askin’ for licks

Yea, From A.M. to P.M. I get it

Huh, This shit is as real as it gets

(Verse 1)

I was the same young **** that looked for a chance but nobody'd give it

I was just like 16 I quit out the acting, I couldn’t fuck wit’ it

I knew that I would be a legend but some of these **** ain’t got it in em

I knew they couldn’t fuck wit’ my presence but some of these **** just don’t listen

Got me a pound & then I flipped it

Got this bad bitch in my mentions talking about she got a **** for real but that ain’t none of my business

Got me a pound & then I flipped it

Got this bad bitch in my mentions talking about she got a **** for real but that ain’t none of my business

(Yea), Im trappin’ out to the extreme

Im seeing every increment

I had to get out & spread my wings

My **** is not innocent

**** I aint rockin’ no robin jeans

All Amiri on my fit

I tell my lil whoadie fall back off the lean

He gotta’ make it to see his kids (for real)

(Chorus)

Walk in the spot its lit

We totin' all kinds of shit

& put on ya mans if you really winnin’

cause he looking dry on chip

& put on ya B.M. cause she steady asking’

for plays & askin’ for licks

Yea, From A.M. to P.M. I get it

Huh, This shit is as real as it gets

(Verse 2)

She wanna’ fuck wit the **** who come wit’ the racks

but she ain’t got shit (huh)

All these **** plottin’ I switch up the route when I head to the crib (yea)

I had to switch up the body, the kit, the wrap, for real for real!

Bitch and I couldn’t even eat

I had to make it without a deal

I had to pop it & pop these seals

She wanna’ cash out & pop these pills

I had all these **** lookin’ when I cashed out with no deal

She fuck wit’ my music its giving her thrills

Forever in debt until I got a Mill

My lil whoadie come spazzin’ I tell em to chill

Forever in debt until I got a Mill

(Yea), Im trappin’ out to the extreme

Im seeing every increment

I had to get out & spread my wings

My **** is not innocent

**** I aint rockin’ no robin jeans

All Amiri on my fit

I tell my lil whoadie fall back off the lean

He gotta’ make it to see his kids (for real)

(Chorus)

Walk in the spot its lit

We totin' all kinds of shit

& put on ya mans if you really winnin’

cause he looking dry on chip

& put on ya B.M. cause she steady asking’

for plays & askin’ for licks

Yea, From A.M. to P.M. I get it

Huh, This shit is as real as it gets