3 Am

Yeah
Always remember, thank the Lord for everything he do for you
You wouldn't be here with-
You wouldn't be nowhere without him 
Yeah, 3 AM (shout out to that boy Ceg, he produced that)
Yeah, yeah

3 AM, I'm in the studio, damn near dozin' off
Won't think twice 'bout a bitch I fucked last year, she somewhere hoein' out
Everyday of the winter, I had my heat, nigga, I wasn't cold at all
All about my paper, got new bankroll, I still won't fold it all
I put love in this pistol, I'm tryna switch lanes, but, I can't change without it
Can't even walk outside without my fire, shit, I feel strange without it
Won't even walk outside without gettin' fly, I'll lose my brain without it
Fuck nigga ran up playin' and lost his brain like he had came without it

Jimmy Choo, I was just a youngin rockin' Christian Loub'
I was tryna take a nigga down like I ain't have shit to lose
At the end of the day I was born this way, boy, I ain't got shit to prove
When you at the top, they watch yo life, you gone get ridiculed
Nigga, I get rid of fools, so I don't really too tough trip
'Member when the rent was due, we ain't too much for pimpin'
Yeah, but I'm gettin' cheese with a big ass house, with a big ass kitchen
Reason I got so rich, 'cause Pop gave the game, I sat back and listened
Think twice before you make a decision, one bad move won't make it to dinner
Yeah, Benz truck, black-ass tints, you can come close but you won't ever see in it
Yeah, hunnid-fifty on a Maserati, this bitch ain't rented
Yeah, I know why they hatin' on Lil T because I'm winnin'
Or maybe 'cause they can't eat wit me, if she can't eat dick she finished
Yeah, I used to be the main one spinnin', now that shit out I'm the main one grinnin'
Yeah, I got the game from my pops, all of this love it come from my granny
Yeah, I'm cut from a different cloth so all these niggas won't understand me

3 AM, I'm in the studio, damn near dozin' off
Won't think twice 'bout a bitch I fucked last year, she somewhere hoein' out
Everyday of the winter, I had my heat, nigga, I wasn't cold at all
All about my paper, got new bankroll, I still won't fold it all
I put love in this pistol, I'm tryna switch lanes, but, I can't change without it
Can't even walk outside without my fire, shit, I feel strange without it
Won't even walk outside without gettin' fly, I'll lose my brain without it
Fuck nigga ran up playin' and lost his brain like he had came without it

I get bored and throw on Scotch & Soda just for the fashion
You won't catch me fuckin' with no seven, I like bad shit
If TKey drop dick up in the ho, she ain't average
Bitch get on yo' game or get sold out, lil' ho you slackin'
Bitch you crashin', fuckin' on the gang that lil' ho nasty
Yeah, I thought it was pressure, seen his ass he walked right past me
Yeah, boy you goin' out bad, wifin', that slut, that hoe a claffy
Yeah, trippin' 'bout that bitch, she suck my brother up like last week
Do whatever for that cash, do whatever for that money
Every time they play with T I hit they block, they got to runnin' (blaow, blaow)
Buck-five in the semi, gave a hunna
Pops was the only one that was there for all this shit, that's on my momma

Yeah, 3 AM, I'm in the studio, damn near dozin' off
Won't think twice 'bout a bitch I fucked last year, she somewhere hoein' out
Everyday of the winter, I had my heat, nigga, I wasn't cold at all
All about my paper, got new bankroll, I still won't fold it all
I put love in this pistol, I'm tryna switch lanes, but, I can't change without it
Can't even walk outside without my fire, shit, I feel strange without it
Won't even walk outside without gettin' fly, I'll lose my brain without it
Fuck nigga ran up playin' and lost his brain like he had came without it