6:00AM lyrics
by hateoryx
[Intro]
EVIL GANG
I love evil gang
[Chorus 1]
It's 6:00AM I'm still up with my team
She's my biggest f*ckin' fan I got her down on her knees
b*tch I'm making money
Off a computer screen
And she's a junkie fiend
She poppin' meth pressed beans and she thinks that sh*ts real
Told my b*tch to shake some ass
Told my b*tch to pass the cart
I know I'm f*ckin on his hoe
But he don't know that
All the places we can go, baby lets do that
I can feel the magic when I'm smoking on this gas
[Bridge]
I tried my hardest until the very end
But I'm glad that it ended because I'm on another path
Lets do the math
[Chorus 2]
You lied and every time you said you'd change I stayed
But somehow I'm still bad?
I just wanna leave it all in the past
But you keep bringing it up and come back
[Bridge]
To where we started
Can't get over sh*t?
But you did the same sh*t, you're a hypocrite
All of this sh*t get to me, b*tch I'm sick of it
All of the toxic sh*t in my life get rid of it
[Verse]
Scene girl got me in a trance
Take her in my room and make me dance
I'm on FL making tracks
Upload it and make some bands
Make sure my pockets get fat
I always stay on top of that
She call me ain't calling back
Can't go out sad I never lack
In my blunt I got some 'thrax
If you want some hit my jack
I just f*cked her to this song
I'm making racks I'm making stacks
Got this cash cash cash cash
Spend it all at once once once
Now that I been going up I don't really give two f*cks
[Chorus 2]
You lied and every time you said you'd change I stayed
But somehow I'm still bad?
I just wanna leave it all in the past
But you keep bringing it up and come back
You lied and every time you said you'd change I stayed
But somehow I'm still bad?
I just wanna leave it all in the past
But you keep bringing it up and come back
[Chorus 1]
It's 6:00AM I'm still up with my team
She's my biggest f*ckin' fan I got her down on her knees
b*tch I'm making money
Off a computer screen
And she's a junkie fiend
She poppin' meth pressed beans and she thinks that sh*ts real
Told my b*tch to shake some ass
Told my b*tch to pass the cart
I know I'm f*ckin on his hoe
But he don't know that
All the places we can go, baby lets do that
I can feel the magic when I'm smoking on this gas