[Intro]
Yeah
Always remember, thank the Lord for everything he do for you
(Shout out to that boy Ceg, he produced that)
Yeah, 3 a.m
Yeah, yeah
[Chorus]
3 a.m., I'm in the studio damn near dozin' off
Won't think twice 'bout a bitch I fucked last year, she somewhere hoin' out
Every day of the winter, I had my heat, nigga, I wasn't cold at all
All about my paper, got new bankroll, I still won't fold it all
I put love in this pistol, I'm tryna switch lanes, but I can't change without it
Can't even walk outside without my fire, shit, I feel strange without it
Won't even walk outside without gettin' fly, I'll lose my brain without it
Fuck nigga ran up playin' and lost his brain like he had came without it
[Verse 1]
Jimmy Choo, I was just a youngin rockin' Christian Lou'
I was tryna take a nigga down like I ain't have shit to lose
At the end of the day I was born this way boy I ain't got shit to prove
When you at the top, they watch yo life, you gone get ridiculed
Nigga, I get rid of fools, so I don't really too tough trip
'Member when the rent was due, we ain't too much for penny
But I'm gettin' cheese with a big-ass house with a big-ass kitchen
Reason I got so rich, 'cause Pop gave the game, I sat back and listened
Think twice before you make a decision, one bad move won't make it to dinner
Benz truck, black-ass tints, you can come close, but you won't ever see in it
Fifteen-hundred on a Maserati, this bitch ain't rented
I know why they hatin' on Lil T, because I'm winnin'
Or maybe cause they can't eat with me, if she can't eat dick, she finished
I used to be the main one spinnin', now that shit out I'm the main one grinnin'
I got the game from my pops, all of this love, it come from my granny
I'm cut from a different cloth, so all these niggas won't understand me
Yeah
Always remember, thank the Lord for everything he do for you
(Shout out to that boy Ceg, he produced that)
Yeah, 3 a.m
Yeah, yeah
[Chorus]
3 a.m., I'm in the studio damn near dozin' off
Won't think twice 'bout a bitch I fucked last year, she somewhere hoin' out
Every day of the winter, I had my heat, nigga, I wasn't cold at all
All about my paper, got new bankroll, I still won't fold it all
I put love in this pistol, I'm tryna switch lanes, but I can't change without it
Can't even walk outside without my fire, shit, I feel strange without it
Won't even walk outside without gettin' fly, I'll lose my brain without it
Fuck nigga ran up playin' and lost his brain like he had came without it
[Verse 1]
Jimmy Choo, I was just a youngin rockin' Christian Lou'
I was tryna take a nigga down like I ain't have shit to lose
At the end of the day I was born this way boy I ain't got shit to prove
When you at the top, they watch yo life, you gone get ridiculed
Nigga, I get rid of fools, so I don't really too tough trip
'Member when the rent was due, we ain't too much for penny
But I'm gettin' cheese with a big-ass house with a big-ass kitchen
Reason I got so rich, 'cause Pop gave the game, I sat back and listened
Think twice before you make a decision, one bad move won't make it to dinner
Benz truck, black-ass tints, you can come close, but you won't ever see in it
Fifteen-hundred on a Maserati, this bitch ain't rented
I know why they hatin' on Lil T, because I'm winnin'
Or maybe cause they can't eat with me, if she can't eat dick, she finished
I used to be the main one spinnin', now that shit out I'm the main one grinnin'
I got the game from my pops, all of this love, it come from my granny
I'm cut from a different cloth, so all these niggas won't understand me
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