3Am

Yeah

Watch how all the idol turn to rival

Lot of snake on the climb bite you on arrival

Use to see myself a model never saw the rival

Now I can agree they can confirm me the bomb

Loosing my home what would I have done without my momma

Doing my swing the music is back on the course

Due diligence for the crib that's bout to be bought

Victims to all the **** that's bout to be shot

Wanna be boss when I have always done it alone

I had the light enough to flood the dark city glow

Lot of this city schemes and many acts that I didn't know

Men I heard home grown Dawgs looking for bone

Always had the hit in me when they undermine me

Hitting me calling me psycho, so my circle I kept it small

Even though the rival didn't notice and set the bomb

The mountain that I climb wasn't meant for me to fall

Oh

Round of applause when they watched me fall

I didn't run I picked the crown and lift it up

Every stone thrown on me I used it up to build a wall

I break walls that set me high upon the bomb

Oh

I got a living, the living is getting doe

Exalted in this name, never was about the fame

Lot of this wanna be hissing, I keep doing the lawn

Idols or rivals you have a meeting with this gun

Oh

I married the city with the lies and the worms

With all the games and practices they ought to be formed

Devices, arguement, Oh the right of this songs

Oh

The insult is something that is misinformed

Oh

I be the one the kids wanna become

The currency is hard, God see your light have just shone

All the evil that's been out here them still they talk

They can't stand the stare on their face as I perform

A bouncing money thug

Invoking every thought

Diffusing tag along

The city sold me out

They gave me confidence

The confidence is strong

They tore me but made me a better man in court

A better version of myself eating city warm

Saw myself as an idol, I see who I provoked

Oh

See as you dey form, everything you got

Now the city wanna see what you really saw

NO

I can't show them, no be say I just the form

It's all been said and done, when really saying is been done

Who told you it is done

Who said that I am done

Who said I can't cook the beans to be the DON

Who said I don't have the stamina to keep it up

I kept it up and now penning my shit and all

My pen game is stunning

My wholesales are running

My hoes keep on scheming, the worms will eat their lungs

Now

They hold the holy gun

I'm mouthed sing the sound

Now I hold it down

I had to be the bomb

Now watch me beat the storm

Now watch be the bomb

Is the only way for a **** to see it all.

Written by Moses Ikape