"AM" lyrics
I just need my-
Aye, aye
I be floating on the 7 like my legs don't work
With a 48 I'm purping like my head don't hurt
[?] boosting me to heaven if this bread don't first
Got too throwed in the AM, got me praying for birds
I was fucked up 'bout some shit I'd probably take to the hearse
My expression showin hits I can't relay 'em no verse
Leave the rap a bit, my mama tryna take me to church
Caught up in my own lane, you can't pay me to merge
I wasn't hurtful, when I say it, she just takes it the worst
She agnostic but [?] make her boujee convert
I ain't even tell her pop it, she start using her verbs
Had to put shit on my conscience like what purpose you serve
Lil' hoe body so obnoxious might start irking my nerves
In my city like a prophet, all my partners disturbed
They got me treating every problem like it's not my concern
Too addicted, at the table I roll all the dice
These niggas caught up, tryna flex [?]
The shit I do for all my brothers don't even call for hype
Aye, aye, don't even call for hype
Got too throwed in the AM, got me praying for birds
I was fucked up bout some shit I'd probably take to the hearse
My expression showin hits I can't relay 'em no verse
Leave the rap a bit, my mama tryna take me to church
All the hating feel good when you poppin [?]
She said I never gave a fuck, I guess the cat out the bag
And the world keep spinning, fake love don't last
Aye, aye, aye
They don't wanna see you get paid, get paid, nigga
I'm a real guap boy, 'cause it's in my veins, nigga
She wan take me out my soul, she a real grave digger
Had to buy a carry on, she like, "Take me, nigga"
And it's something 'bout the prose make the hate seem realer
She keep tripping on the phone, she like "Take these feelings"
If I'm out there on the road, I know AC will rip it
Do it bad if a nigga tryna play me
Niggas drowning in that water, ain't even waist deep
I showed face, now she tryna show me HD
I be floating on the 7 like my legs don't work
With a 48 I'm purping like my head don't hurt
[?] boosting me to heaven if this bread don't first
Got too throwed in the AM, got me praying for birds
I was fucked up bout some shit I'd probably take to the hearse
My expression showin hits I can't relay 'em no verse
Leave the rap a bit, my mama tryna take me to church
I said I'd do it for myself, sometimes she took it as us
Made a 40 in the AM, [?]
Niggas say it's love but don't know what it took me to clutch
In the woods seeing double, like I took to the Dutch
I was fishing for the moment, she got hooked to the touch
Got some paper, now she hurt like, "You don't look at me much"
This shit ain't happen overnight they think it look too abrupt
Got too caught up in the life, I went to ship out the buds
Aye, aye
I be floating on the 7 like my legs don't work
With a 48 I'm purping like my head don't hurt
[?] boosting me to heaven if this bread don't first
Got too throwed in the AM, got me praying for birds
I was fucked up 'bout some shit I'd probably take to the hearse
My expression showin hits I can't relay 'em no verse
Leave the rap a bit, my mama tryna take me to church
Caught up in my own lane, you can't pay me to merge
I wasn't hurtful, when I say it, she just takes it the worst
She agnostic but [?] make her boujee convert
I ain't even tell her pop it, she start using her verbs
Had to put shit on my conscience like what purpose you serve
Lil' hoe body so obnoxious might start irking my nerves
In my city like a prophet, all my partners disturbed
They got me treating every problem like it's not my concern
Too addicted, at the table I roll all the dice
These niggas caught up, tryna flex [?]
The shit I do for all my brothers don't even call for hype
Aye, aye, don't even call for hype
Got too throwed in the AM, got me praying for birds
I was fucked up bout some shit I'd probably take to the hearse
My expression showin hits I can't relay 'em no verse
Leave the rap a bit, my mama tryna take me to church
All the hating feel good when you poppin [?]
She said I never gave a fuck, I guess the cat out the bag
And the world keep spinning, fake love don't last
Aye, aye, aye
They don't wanna see you get paid, get paid, nigga
I'm a real guap boy, 'cause it's in my veins, nigga
She wan take me out my soul, she a real grave digger
Had to buy a carry on, she like, "Take me, nigga"
And it's something 'bout the prose make the hate seem realer
She keep tripping on the phone, she like "Take these feelings"
If I'm out there on the road, I know AC will rip it
Do it bad if a nigga tryna play me
Niggas drowning in that water, ain't even waist deep
I showed face, now she tryna show me HD
I be floating on the 7 like my legs don't work
With a 48 I'm purping like my head don't hurt
[?] boosting me to heaven if this bread don't first
Got too throwed in the AM, got me praying for birds
I was fucked up bout some shit I'd probably take to the hearse
My expression showin hits I can't relay 'em no verse
Leave the rap a bit, my mama tryna take me to church
I said I'd do it for myself, sometimes she took it as us
Made a 40 in the AM, [?]
Niggas say it's love but don't know what it took me to clutch
In the woods seeing double, like I took to the Dutch
I was fishing for the moment, she got hooked to the touch
Got some paper, now she hurt like, "You don't look at me much"
This shit ain't happen overnight they think it look too abrupt
Got too caught up in the life, I went to ship out the buds
