3:30 a.m

(Verse)
Stayin' up at freaking '30 in the morning
Shot him on down, pick him up in the morning
I'ma just spit on my demons in morning
I'm loving god, and I pray in the morning
I am bad in the mother fucking back
If this bitch keep on talkin', i'ma turn into red!
Got a .30 on my freaking back like i'm dirty
I be flying away, man I feel like a birdy
I be shooting them three's, man i'm feeling like Curry
Got a blat on my name, man I feel like i'm thirty
Gotta do what I do, man I feel like i'm worthy
She put doo-doo up all in your face, man you dirty
Gotta switch up the flow, man that's all that I do
He shooting at one, but i'm shootin at two yeah
Yeah, i'm gonna, yeah
Shoot it up, like yeah, pop it off, like damn
I can not be running away from these, I feel like i am a bitch when i'm talking to P.O
Gun on my hip, and another on my waist, I be pulling them both and i'm shooting yo door, like yeah

(Chorus)
It is 3:30 in the mornin'
Likе bitch, where the fuck you goin'
I bе callin' people in the mornin'
Go to Top Golf in the mornin
It is 3:30 in the mornin'
Like bitch, where the fuck you goin'
I be callin' people in the mornin'
Go to Top Golf in the mornin
It is 3:30 in the- (3:30 in the-)
(3:30 in the-)