[Intro]
Rochambeau
p—p—pk
[Pre-Chorus]
Look, I gotta ball forever
I gotta do this for my kid, I gotta ball forever
Don't want no love, 'cause that shit fake and it don't last forever
(Don't want no love, 'cause that shit fake and it don't last forever)
[Chorus]
Why these niggas pickin' sides?
I can see you from a mile away, you was never one of my guys
I done hit a certain level, now they actin' different, nah, I ain't surprised
I ain't wanna pull the fire out, tell that pussy-nigga better calm down
I ain't wanna sit his ass in time out, let's go
Most of these niggas thought I couldn't rap
What the fuck is they sayin'? (Fuck is they sayin'?)
I just bе doin' the pop shit 'cause pop shit be bringin' in bands
I'ma just keep this shit goin', I do this shit all for thе fans
I'ma just keep this shit goin', I'll show 'em that somebody can (Yeah)
I wanna be at the top, so no, I can't chill right now
You better keep tryin' with hate, 'cause I'm finna kill right now
I'm finna call up my hitters, that's how I'm just feelin' right now
I'm finna cut off them niggas, that's how I'm just feelin' right now
[Verse]
Feelin' right now, that's how I'm feelin' right now
I got no smoke with you niggas, so nothin' ain't finna die down
You're finished, lights out, why you finna tap out?
Shawty just hit my phone, tell me you kiddin' right now
I'm a snake to these suckers, why these niggas look like mouse
Some days I wanna win, some days I just wanna doubt
I'ma be the one to speak, I ain't never had a muzzle
Brother taught me how to win, brother taught me how to hustle
Brother taught me how to get a bag
And my brother taught me how to get it poppin'
Brother taught me how to get it fast
And my brother taught me that I ain't never stoppin'
Brother taught me how to count the cash
My brother taught me never count the pocket
Brother taught me never comin' last
And my brother taught me never kiss an ass
[Chorus]
Why these niggas pickin' sides?
I can see you from a mile away, you was never one of my guys
I done hit a certain level, now they actin' different, nah, I ain't surprised
I ain't wanna pull the fire out, tell that pussy-nigga better calm down
I ain't wanna sit his ass in time out, let's go
Most of these niggas thought I couldn't rap
What the fuck is they sayin'? (Fuck is they sayin'?)
I just be doin' the pop shit 'cause pop shit be bringin' in bands
I'ma just keep this shit goin', I do this shit all for the fans
I'ma just keep this shit goin', I'll show 'em that somebody can (Yeah)
I wanna be at the top, so no, I can't chill right now
You better keep tryin' with hate, 'cause I'm finna kill right now
I'm finna call up my hitters, that's how I'm just feelin' right now
I'm finna cut off them niggas, that's how I'm just feelin' right now
[Outro]
I wanna be at the top, so no, I can't chill right now
You better keep tryin' with hate, 'cause I'm finna kill right now
I'm finna call up my hitters, that's how I'm just feelin' right now
I'm finna cut off them niggas, that's how I'm just feelin' right now
3am was written by Ty2Fly.
3am was produced by Lucas Rosse & Rochambeau & prod_pk.