3am freestyle

I'm still that same nigga with dirty pops and a dirty Glock

If I think about that girl than ima rot
And i can't sleep

I'll make it out for free but i need a fee

I'm tryna get my siblings out the hood so we can eat

This a freestyle but its 3am so im finna go to sleep

I drunk that pink shit again
It's coping medicine

My creamsoda got dyed now its looking pink

Sometimes I dont need a pen I just bleed the ink

I don't need a friend
I got some serious enemies

They wanna see me die
They'll get you just to get me and see me cry