3 AM freestyle lyrics

[Intro]
p*ssed right now, you feel me?
You know these n*ggas fake, man
These n*ggas ain't really your friends, man
These n*ggas gon' diss you behind your back, man
These n*ggas ain't sh*t, man, for real, man
That's the way I see it, n*gga
9-5-4, n*gga
On some real sh*t, n*gga
Befriended and sneak diss me, n*gga?
Aight, n*gga, that's where it's at, n*gga, aight, I see you, n*gga
Aight, I ain't mad, n*gga, I'm just telling you where it's at
Uh
Sneak diss, uh?
That's how we do it, n*gga?

[Verse]
I ain't p*ssed, just a n*gga sneak dissed me
Make this pus*y n*gga f*ckin' history
Get murked, murk 'em with a Ruger
That'll blow right through you, motherf*cker
Real sh*t, you a real b*tch on the streets
All you talk is sh*t, but you don't do sh*t
And you don't walk, b*tch
You with multiple n*ggas when you hit these streets
But you, claimin' that you thuggin'
Thuggin' in the streets but you thuggin' in your tweets, n*gga
Real sh*t, you a real b*tch
f*ck Nora, f*ck Andre, EJ, f*ck PC, f*ck V2
Who the f*ck is you?
f*ck my mama, f*ck my daddy, f*ck you f*ckin' too
f*ck the f-, f*ck you motherf*cking f*ck f*ckas
Man, I'm mad, screamin', "f*ck the world"
How I feel right now, screamin', "f*ck your girl"
I'm real impatient, n*ggas fakin', in my house, hatin'
Treat this n*gga to my mom's
Then he wanna act friendly on the bong
Then I bomb, f*ck your mom
Vietnam, in his heart
You get caught like a Pokémon
n*ggas wanna peek at you, you broke your knees, I pick at you
Pick or chew, like you pick your f*ckin' nose
Pick your jaw up off the motherf*ckin' floor
n*gga, what you know? n*gga, claimin hoes
n*gga claim you keep that, n*gga, you ain't sh*t bruh
You ain't gettin' racks, homie, you ain't gettin' stacks
We was in the tent doing twenty for a Black
Blackmail, Black b*tch, black yale, black tick
Back to the hell to the black to the jail
Real sh*t, all Blacks in the cell
No Whites in the cell
I sell this sh*t, it's for sale
On the street, I will never f*ckin' go to Yale but I'll likely go to jail
I could never f*ckin' tell
And I know my momma mad
And I know my dad ain't proud of me
My sister hate me
My brother, don't even know me, real sh*t
My patience getting low
My blood leaking, you see my demons
Real sh*t, my mind blank, all I do is drank
Just a couple days ago it was the homie's birthday
I f*cked it up, birth place, ah
See, you flag from the South side but you from the North side, reppin' Sun Lane, where you from, man?
Claimin' Deepside, you a f*ckin' hood hopper
Hit this n*gga, heat this n*gga, he a grass hopper
See, my n*ggas'll pop ya, all my n*ggas wildin'
All my n*ggas stylin', we ain't with the God
You thought what we see, man, put him in the sea, man
See me, John Cena in arenas
n*ggas queef, uh, like Laquisha, Sharkeisha
Young n*gga with the Cali reefer
[Outro: XXXTENTACION, Chevy Chase & Michael O'Keefe]
Blowin' loud
That's a pun
I appeal to these n*ggas
Rest in peace to my n*gga
Happy birthday to my n*gga Stokeley
I'm sorry for all that bullsh*t we had to go through that day, bro, real sh*t, bro
We family, bro
I value you over all these hoes, man
That goes for my whole group, man, real sh*t, bro
It's 3AM
You take drugs, Danny? (Everyday)
Good, so what's the problem? (I don't know)