[Intro]
Yeah
Always remember, thank the Lord for everything he do for you
(Shout out to that boy Ceg, he produced that)
Yeah, 3 a.m
Yeah, yeah

[Chorus]
3 a.m., I'm in the studio, damn near dozin' off
Won't think twice 'bout a bitch I fucked last year, she somewhere ho'in out
Everyday of the winter, I had my heat, n***a, 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 loose my brain without it
Fuck n***a ran up playin' and lost his brain like he had came without it

[Verse 1]
Jimmy Choo, I was just a youngen rockin' Christian Loub'
I was tryna take a n***a 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
N***a, 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 penny
But i'm gettin cheese with a big ass house, with a big ass kitchen
Reason I got so rich, cuz 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
Benz truck, black ass tints, you can come close but you won't ever see in it
1500 on a Maserati, this bitch ain't rented
I know why they hating on lil T because I'm winning
Or maybe cause they can't eat wit me, if she can't eat dick she finished
I used to be the main one spinning, now that shit out I'm the main one grinning
I got the game from my pops, all of this love it come from my granny
I'm cut from a different cloth so all these n***as won't understand me
[Chorus]
3 a.m., I'm in the studio, damn near dozin' off
Won't think twice 'bout a bitch I fucked last year, she somewhere ho'in out
Everyday of the winter, I had my heat, n***a, 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 loose my brain without it
Fuck n***a ran up playin' and lost his brain like he had came without it

[Verse 2]
I get bored and throw on scotch n soda just for the fashion
You won't catch me fucking with no 7, I like bad shit
If TKey drop dick up in the hoe, she ain't average
Bitch get on yo game or get sold out, lil hoe you slackin'
Bitch you crashin', fuckin on the gang that lil hoe nasty
I thought it was pressure, seen his ass he walked right past me
Boy you going out bad, wifing, that slut, that hoe a [?]
Trippin bout that bitch, she suck my brother up like last week
Do whatever for that cash, do whatever for that money
Everytime they play with T I hit they block, they got to running
(Blaow, Blaow)
Buckfye in the semi, gave a hunna
Pops was the only one that was there for all this shit, thats on my momma

[Chorus]
3 a.m., I'm in the studio, damn near dozin' off
Won't think twice 'bout a bitch I fucked last year, she somewhere ho'in out
Everyday of the winter, I had my heat, n***a, 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 loose my brain without it
Fuck n***a ran up playin' and lost his brain like he had came without it