lirik lagu rigz & mooch & big ghost ltd - 3am
[intro: mooch & m.a.v.]
d~mn, yo, this n~gga not pickin’ up the phone right now?
it’s f~ckin’ shakin’ out here, man
beautiful out here, man, ayo, yo, yo, come here, yo
yo, yo
it’s 3 a.m. (it’s nighttime and sh~t?)
n~gga, it ain’t cold outside right now (it’s 3 a.m.)
sh~t, n~gga, i’m out here all f~cking night, n~gga (it’s 3 a.m.)
[verse 1: mooch & m.a.v.]
frisky still callin’, a functional alcoholic (yeah, ayy, get here, baby)
she smoke a whole bait and then hide this sh~t by her toilet
i don’t even think she sleepin’ that night, she’d rather snort it (yeah)
f~ck you for my feelings then tuck that sh~t in my wallet, yo
see ’em mad geekin’, just ride around while i’m spuckin’
i caught a good l!ck, droppin’ nicki off at mazda
i heard she eat a good d~ck for twenties of the monster
the money in abundance, no traffic, this sh~t is awesome (it’s 3 a.m.)
my phone still shakin’, it’s poppin’ like eggs and bacon (brrt, brr)
be glad we makin’ money or pistols be in your faces (in your face, n~gga)
’cause, everybody sleepin’, i’m drivin’, i heard the matrix (uh)
n~ggas cuddled up with they wifey under them blankets
i’m still servin’ fire that’s launchin’ n~ggas in sp~ces (pew)
shorty sellin’ p~ssy, i know that that p~ss flame ’em (ha)
i’m flammin’ up a dutch, no cops, they shift changin’
i’m changin’ different lanes like tommy brown, i’m sayin’ (it’s 3 a.m.)
mcdonalds only opend this week, i’m smokin’ this potent
i’m tied in at the wheel, this sour d got me dosin’
these trap~house hours, might trap this sh~t when they close it
at this time, smokers’ll buy whatever just to smoke it (i got it)
i’m ’bout to bless a n~gga with god, yo, i’m the omen (this sh~t’s fire)
no bakin’ soda needed, still stretch this sh~t like the ocean (it’s 3 a.m.)
the smoker bought a fifty, he bumpin’ some billy ocean
he noddin’ out on the wheel, homie, just stay focused
[chorus: m.a.v. & rigz]
one, it’s just an hour after midnight
two, bet a couple dollars at the pit fights
the deal’s off the vice
come with fresh juugs, blood on my knife, runnin’
it’s 3 a.m., the gun’s warm and the street’s cold
h~ll is on me, and it needs souls
sh~t is real under the moon’s view
gotta hold on to the street life
consumes you, out here it’s 3 a.m. (yeah, yo)
[verse 2: rigz, mooch, m.a.v. & rigz & m.a.v.]
i fell asleep, all this money i missed (what the f~ck?)
five stacks, maybe six, brought my gun ’cause i’m p~ssed
this one fiend textin’ me, bargainin’ with a giftcard
couple corny n~ggas still out, them dudes been fraud
two fiends fightin’, bet kevin gon’ get his chin scarred
eddie got crackhead strength, i know he hit hard (woo, see that?)
swat ten deep in the lot, they ’bout to move in
somebody gettin’ locked, they like to move when it’s 3 a.m
the block dead, i gotta fund my dream (gotta get some money, man)
i move dolo in the street like i ain’t got no team, uh
i’m used to makin’ nothin’ out of somethin’ all alone (all)
now you can’t get the sample ’cause you ain’t got a phone (how the f~ck you gon’ get that?)
negative, i play some sh~t, it’s like a sedative (sh~t garbage)
tried to hit ’em out, but it’s borin’ and too repetitive (word)
ooh, that’s ashley, she out maneuverin’
sunday work, you know what she doin’ when it’s 3 a.m. (hahaha, ashley, you f~cked up)
f~ck dope, only crack sell this late (f~ck that)
it’s four n~ggas parked in that rental, they unscrewed the plate
somebody ’bout to get robbed, get shot, it’s fate (it’s fate)
rule one, when you eatin’, gotta guard your plate (guard your plate)
i know a shorty with a shorty that’ll line your date (yup)
and sleep on it, then they get away, scr~pe that (3 a.m.)
word, it’s 5 now, f~ck it, i’m done (i’m done)
get the f~ck out this slump, by the time i wake up, it probably be
[chorus: m.a.v.]
one, it’s just an hour after midnight
two, bet a couple dollars at the pit fights
the deal’s off the vice
come with fresh juugs, blood on my knife, runnin’
it’s 3 a.m., the gun’s warm and the street’s cold
h~ll is on me, and it needs souls
sh~t is real under the moon’s view
gotta hold on to the street life
consumes you, out here it’s 3 a.m
[outro: mooch]
f~ck, man
yeah
yo, what’s goin’ on with it?
[?]
chillin’, man, how long though?
man, thirteen is smooth
alright, no question
godd~mn, son, this n~gga takin’—
mm, d~mn
[?], man, what’s up, n~gga?
yo, man, what’s up with it, yo?
[?]
alright, yeah
pssh, godd~mn
let me call this n~gga, man
yo
yo, what’s up with it, man?
aight, man, look
no, no later than 5 o’clock, than 5 o’clock
that’s three hours, man
aight, aight, no question, no question, aight, yup
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