3 a.m. mobbin thru streets
Walkin home and my shoes are all creased
Biult up my anger, realisin the beast
Facing my demons i dont need a priest
Walkin thru pain i traveled the east
She look like a meal and she want me to feast
My f#ckin bank account it finna increase
I am a demon when under the sheets
3 a.m. mobbin thru streets
Walkin home and my shoes are all creased
Biult up my anger, realisin the beast
Facing my demons i dont need a priest
Walkin thru pain i traveled the east
She look like a meal and she want me to feast
My f#ckin bank account it finna increase
I am a demon when under the sheets
Im grinding with my n#gg#s thru out the streets night
Psychedelic trip, let’s go take a flight
My shawty in a trance, i think she a dike
She get on the top of me she ride like bike
They feelin my vibe and they hate on my light
I’m mixing the syrup with a cup full of sprite
Can’t f#ck with me you need an invite
We sippin hennessey, they sippin bud light
Aiming for the top, let’s go for a hike
And they see me bout to climb up the mountain
Visualize the mansion, got henny fountain
I stay in the moment, i’m feelin so grounded
She bendin that #ss you know imma pound it
She lookin so fine, she lookin so perfect
She shakin that #ss, she know how to twerk it
These n#gg#s in a race, but this ain’t no circuit
Movin so shady, they move like a serpent
These thotties lovin me you know they my servants
Remember my past live, remember my purpose
You know the truth always gon hit the surface
We cookin up banger, we turn up the funace
I keep in grinding ’cause i know imma earn it
I feelin so wise, i feel like a hermit
You n#gg#s are clowns go back to the circus
Shawty on my page, you know she be lurkin
5 in the morning imma keep on working
My tidal wave comin ‘n they see me surfing
I’m f#ckin her raw, she say it be hurting
These b#tches are hoes you know i be curbing
Get to the money in the rari skrrtting(ay, ay)
Get to the money in the rari skrrtting
Get to the bag, i get to the birkin
The check finna come, so i keep on working
I’m cooking up stew and i keep on stirring
Sleeping on me, sincity is snoring
3 a.m. mobbin thru streets
Walkin home and my shoes are all creased
Biult up my anger, realisin the beast
Facing my demons i dont need a priest
Walkin thru pain i traveled the east
She look like a meal and she want me to feast
My f#ckin bank account it finna increase
I am a demon when under the sheets
3 a.m. mobbin thru streets
Walkin home and my shoes are all creased
Biult up my anger, realisin the beast
Facing my demons i dont need a priest
Walkin thru pain i traveled the east
She look like a meal and she want me to feast
My f#ckin bank account it finna increase
I am a demon when under the sheets
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