3AM In Xan Mo lyrics

by

Robot95


I don't appreciate my women until it's too late this sh*t is too fake all these n*ggas 2 faced

I'm in France wit A model we somewhere eating soufflé

They say I'm tripping with Louie suit case

Heads or tails I want face

Turnt Corolla to raf

This sh*t is no gemic I'm really beating these cases

It's a gap in yo pocket you really needing some braces

How could I stumble when my loafers ain't got no laces n*gga



You gone make me get the old me

And make me get my old b*tch

Take you back to 03 or even 06

I'm talking coogi and ice berg
50 cent was in the club

I was trynna get it ASAP just like ferg



Quez I told you don't do it to him

We gone prolly need a funeral service

I can feel all the tension a lot of n*ggas get nervous

My momma said sometime the truth never surface

Oh well oh well



Chanel swimming trunks cost me 4 gs

It's safe to say I'm blessed when I don't sneeze

Groupie love she a show piece

At my shows you would think I was the police


Cause Errbody got they muthaf*cking hands up

Ima make em keep they hands up



I can't get it

She think I love her but I ain't wit it

These n*ggas jokers but I ain't kidding

I think I'm Jigga man big pimpin

I'm sippin Pimp c still tipping



I just came back dallas I did some sh*t I could never mention

I love drugs and I'm addicted to women

I smoke a blunt cause sh*t I'm better lifted
I run the race we really never finished

I never stretch I I'm just in it

Stretch the dope

Save my past for another note

I more focused on n*ggas thinking they causing commotion

That Benz bus look like a locamotive

We world wide you a local roller

I put some Molly in that muddy soda



Summer villa with the heated pool

It's A Mona Lisa Barbecue

Why I'm surrounded by my n*ggas and garden tool

That sh*t essential like a molecule

I'm so official when I'm in Felipe

I'm digging deep she biting temperpedic

I put the ash on bible I hardly ever read it

I'm hot as Phoenix

I switch up just like

She came first like at prefix

I came last

Them Her friend came over

I think it was her birthday partyyyy

All this cake got me bloated

They on the wave cause it's gnarly

I got a gloc and I tote it

Come on you better not start me



Fe sh*t bouta drop

Lazy G in the lot

My n*gga Q had a son a swear i got him I promise u

P taking meetings we trynna got sh*t sh*t poppin

I finessed a few people i really ran outta options

I'm on my toes for the profit

Pouring 4 after 4

I need to stop B4 I overdose

That Rocky Mountain got me comatose

She let me show and Ima motor boat

She keep it weet I make it overflow



I'm back wit a vengeance sh*t I been gone for a minute

She wanna fuss I cut her off b4 she ended the sentence

My ego is tremendous

I'm really needing forgiveness

Who really hear repentance

How can I get into heaven when I don't fit the description

Do I pray to my self

Are we dying or living

The package I get it and run it back like I'm Bennett

I was like 7 when my uncle got that sentence



I had to change my demeanor

I looked over the fence

And saw the grasses where greener

At first I sat on the bench and now I'm leading the league

I dropped the tape in the winter that turned em into believers



I'm built like a diamond sometime the pressure is needed

I gotta call you a cab

I know the sex was misleading

Why I'm addicted to xannie

I'm on a quest for the reason

I wish my exes the best

I put a hex on my demons



In my subconscious vision acing every test I'm giving

Y'all just gotta listen even if I f*cked it up I didn't fell the mission

Progressin on my competition did I fail to mention I just picked up smith and Weston's cause I need protection

Bibles cause I need a blessing

Riffles when I'm shooting at my rivals send a opp to heaven

Rapping trying to get some leverage

Eat foreign freak and sip the lean when I need a beverage
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