3AM ThaMonster (Ft. 3RD (LA, California) & NotXxXayne)

[Intro: ThaMonster]
Nah, hold up, let's go
Uh (3rdzip)

[Verse 1: ThaMonster]
Goin' for new adventures, future endeavors
My father been knew I'm special, he flew, I reckon
The things we went through together, I view the message
You might do what I do, but I do it better
My girl know she gettin' ignored, but it's not important
I'm makin' music, no more shortage, a new assortment
I'm on my third glass, bring me another one
Until I can't even walk straight and I mess it up
She drunk textin' me "Hey, how you doin'?"
I know she undеr influences, I don't care if I ruin it
A 3 a.m. call, why not? I'm on thе way
Slept at 5, end the party like I'm in LA
I'm in the booth with some food and it's for the troops, uh
I'm keepin' it clean before we get dirty at two
Come by the two like my shoes, I'm talkin' 'bout—, uh
I'm talkin' 'bout my paychecks after I split it real smooth, facts
They makin' announcements and I be makin' moves, facts
They're takin' a year, make a album afternoons, facts
Shout out to T, he's been my boy since day two, slatt
I'm slayin' beats 'cause I can
What I'm goin' through, it don't matter
Feelin' like John Wick, I need me a gun, uh
Billy gon' pay, nah, he is never gon' run, uh
Stay in the shade, I'm leavin' the Sun, uh
She said that she love me, but I am leavin' with some', uh
It's 'bout time I talk with evidence
A tummy tuck's a consequence to that bullet hittin' the stomach
Brother, I'm the one, I'm not the one to make fun of
Gettin' money under, I'm diggin' all the tunnels
I'm with my side and she outside, she smoke a joint
I feel like it's a win 'cause I'm out here gettin' them points
I feel like it's a sin, but God got faith in a boy
I feel a lot of things, but not empathy for them boys, wait
Uh, I don't care 'bout the cost
That's 20,000 for the whip, y'all rappers payin' it off
It's not that I'm not from the US y'all gotta think that I'm soft
It's not that I ain't 15 that I can't I can't be a boss
And I'm exhausted, but I want no "Sorry for your loss"
'Cause my brother got shot in vain
But what point are you tryna gain
If you can't fit the pumps I walk in?
You can make references, but not mean what you are talkin'
I'm speakin' from exhaustion, brother, uh
I feel like a father figure, how I'm son-in' y'all rappers
I like to do this thing, I'm makin' fun of y'all rappers
I'm an artist, a whole monster, I'm not one of y'all rappers
I shoot the lights out, might bounce, all your homies might vouch
Every day I'm shinin', I remind them of a lighthouse
She gave me her necklace, so I got to shoot her lights out
Pardon me for the bad rhyme, I had to say it
All right, now I'm ready
I hear you talkin' slick through the phone
But what you gon' do on your own if you and me all alone?
That's what I said to your girl and she already said that it's on
I made the worst ones side with me
Been like this ever since I was born
As a child, been lackin' love, so I make sure y'all not enough
All my troubles been addin' up, I'm not tired of actin' up
I be spazzin', y'all rappers suck
I'm a bully but you can't duck the fists
Mind's always been corrupt, the—, uh