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Drippy Jay

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It's three AM in the morning 
There's drugs out and weed we smoking 
I love the money and love the foreign's 
She popped a xan and now she snoring 
We sold them drugs to keep us going 
Dirty bands we love to show em 
They talking shit then we gone show em 
Dirty pistols we love to blow em 

All on my face you can see all of my rage 
All in my body yeah there's hella fucking pain  
But y'all ain't never have to walk through all the rain 
Fame comes with money and the money come with fame 
Fame comes from with problems and the problems come with pain 
Problems come with death and death comes with a grave 
Niggas die every where ain't no where safe 
A nigga dripping i look like a open safe 
They ask for hand outs but don't care if i do great 
The things i do for them they don't appreciate 
They say they love me but behind me they talk hate 
They said they'll hold it down but they ain't never wait 
Now i'm on my grind to get M's on my plate 
It's three AM and a nigga wide awake 
Steady grinding nigga ain't gone take no breaks 
They getting close because they tryna ride the wave 
They say i changed but a nigga still the same 
She think i'm cheating but bae i trap in the game 
I'm in my zone bitch i'm staying in my lane 
If i don't f*ck with you then just stay away 
If you are a lame then just stay away 
Can't trust no nigga I've been on the paper chase 
We been making money by moving this weight 
They tryna slow me down but i'm staying my pace 

It's one AM and the feins they calling
It's two AM and the money calling 
It's three AM and the demons talking 
Its nine AM and the bitches calling 
At six PM the sun is gone start falling 
At three AM bullets fly and body's falling 
They tryna kill me cause the way a nigga balling 
F*ck a scale nigga yeah we did eyeball it 
F*ck college all these streets gave me my knowledge 
Can't f*ck with niggas or these girls because they gossip 
I'm smoking loud bitch i'm high off these exotics 
Gave you my heart and all you did was toss it 
I kept it real and all this time you kept it toxic 
Retraced my steps because my path i thought i lost it 
Reminiscing bout the problems and what caused it 
Wishing i could go back and just fucking pause it 
Niggas talking tryna knock my fucking focus 
HMR we up next but they haven't noticed 
Those niggas you said was yo bro's already folded 
They said they'll hold it down but they ain't never show it 
He got a pistol but he ain't never blow it 
They say they bout it but they pussy and they know it 
They say they trap but the med's they only show it
I trust nobody and they still ask why i tote it

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