8am

[Song lyrics: "8am"]

[Verse 1]
Why the fuck would I care about opinions
If I get hated, I'm doing something right
I been fighting demons by myself
Nobody to help, nobody is in sight
We can argue and fuss in the morning
But shit, I bet I'm cracking by the night
Had to get on my shit together
I was steady falling, had to get my shit right
I'm working suited, my eyes open
Shawty please get them thighs open
Really started peeping
Niggas only hit me when they need shit
My mind opened
Fuck a chorus
I really just hop for the beat
And I don't spit about my life
Gotta let out some gunfire
All these lame ass niggas stop me with they knife
In the back of the class was writing lyrics
On my phone, punkin' by the teacher
I was really sick, I knew them bleachers
Remember back in the day when them niggas would hate
Now them same niggas want a feature
I used to get about a hundred views
That village of people bump me like a preacher
Every dance hit and reminisce
Knowing I could never get it back
Every time I get up in that mode
I get real sad then I blow a rack
So much time wasted
I was chasing love
I should've been chasing the check
He talkin' crazy, put him right in tact
Shawty figures, he live in my body
Kissin' my face, it suck me out my neck
Rockin' chrome, got a chrome heart
Fuck the arguing shit, don't start
Niggas watch me say some shit
I see 'em in person and they don't bark
Why the fuck would I care what you thinkin'?
You better with me at the end of the day

[Bridge]
I be doin' my thing
I don't really know why these niggas got so much to say

[Verse 2]
Niggas always got opinions, I'm not worried
I been creeping off this eye, felt my vision get it blurry
Why you dogging on my heart like you a canine?
If you treat me right, I'll put it down from night to daytime
I just need a milli in a baddie with a fatty though
More the times you call me Marcus, next time she say daddy though
I'm just tryna ball like a bagel Cincinnati bro
Why you tweaking bout the bitch, she not even a baddie bro
She like back shots, but I like that shit missionary
She wanna be with me all day like Spongebob and Gary
I can't fuck with all that shit, I need some time alone
I got so used to the shit, I had to grind alone
Niggas see me winning so they tryna come around
Shawty sent me one text, beat it till the sun is down
Niggas used to hate, I still remember, so get the fuck around
Niggas in my comments talkin' crazy, boy, you's a fuckin' clown