3 A.M.
Kilroy
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Don't leave me alone Off patron I can't get home Thought I'd make it on my own I can't lie I'm gone 3 A.M. I'm on that flight yeah I'm bout' to call your ass up for the night yeah We only fucking out of spite yeah 'Cause your last nigga never did you right yeah, yeah I hope she keep that pussy tight yeah I tell her bend that ass over hold it right there I'm trying to beat it like I'm Mike yeah But it's the alc, It got me feeling dynamite yeah, yeah And I just asked her what's her price yeah She said I'm out of line, no bitch I'm out of sight yeah I'm trying to put it in your life yeah So you should come and let me put it in your life Yeah Hold up wait, I think she feeling me I can feel it in the energy Got a shovel yeah she digging me Leave a puddle when I'm digging deep And I'm rolling off a pill or 3 Psyche, bitch I'm off a blunt of weed And a few cups of Hennessy Should've never let it get to me Shots to the head Kennedy Got me fucking up my memory Got me thinking it's the end of me Conscious talking that's my inner being All this ice got a nigga freezing Iron with me thinking I'm anemic Tell her put it on her vocal chords Watch her eat it then I leave her speechless Mamacita come from Costa Rica I don't know her name but I know her features I just hit her with that "nice to meet you" Now I got her singing like she Mamma Mia Give me face like she Mona Lisa Then she set it off like she Queen Latifah In that pussy, yeah I'm getting deeper Imma' hit her spot til she catch a seizure Cut her off if she think I need her but I'll break her off if her head a genius Bitch I'm too involved with the alc I'm leaning I don't f*ck with syrup 'less it's Aunt Jemima Got a couple broads call them Aquafina 'cause they pussy feel like I'm at the cleaners Pull it out, make 'em say eureka then she put her mouth right on my urethra I ain't gotta act like that I ain't gotta black like that But when Nias come through with the pack like that I just had to react like that Who you know spit facts like that? Name another nigga I'm like Dominoes, if you want it I deliver Pull up to his crib put the pistol to his liver Barrel so cold make a hot nigga shiver I'm just talking shit and it's probably the liquor But it doesn't change the fact that All these new niggas that's coming out weird Motherfuckers looking like lab rats, All you gotta do to make it in this rap game is pop pills and get face tats? Act like you bout shit but you ain't bout shit F*ck out of here with your fake ass Nigga so pussy need latex Nigga so pussy no safe sex All I ever did was give my raw talent All you other niggas do is make threats F*ck it, I'm gon get up on my apex I been working, I ain't take a break yet Trying to figure how I ain't break yet? I just had to stand up and face it look, look I'm just getting back to the basics, back to the place where this rap shit was sacred Back to the basement, back to the bando with my niggas when it's vacant, Back to a time where the bass hit, back to the time where the music was tastless Now I look around and everything faceless oh my goodness gracious Think it's time to face it Vision getting spacious When I'm off the alc my true emotions real persuasive But right now, call me an Uber 'cause I'm fucking wasted Killa...
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