歌词
It's three fourteen am
In the morning
Wide awake running off of
Two hours of sleep
And I'm still barely yawning
They can never keep up
With the boy
If they ain't working like a nigga
Doing overtime
I put in work like I got
Three kids and three fucking wives
But it's really only me myself and
Fucking I
I ended shit with the
Love of my life
Things got messed up
And I almost lost sight
Of my vision man I
Was damn near blind
Fuck depression nigga I won
For like six months now man
I've been sober
Way more conscious and intentional ah
Been getting my weight up
Like I'm trying to get a
Creed role
When I take my shirt off
This summer they gone
Want deep throat me
Show me show me
Where the bread bread bread
Bread bread at
When money day pocket
Nothing fucks with my vibe
I ain't linking nobody
I dey way too focused
On my grind
I've been
I've been so focused like I dey write exam
Energy stays on ten without no antidote
I must live my dreams
Dreams
Dreams
Dreams
Dreams
Dreams
Dreams