1AM in London lyrics

[Intro]
Yo, yo
When I got the news, I grabbed my coat, gloves and trainers
My heart goes out to Marsha, she lost Latz and didn't blame us
Everybody wants to spend my money like they made it
Only couple n*ggas in the hood want me to save it
Why the f*ck these pretty hoes let me do what I like?
How you rap and you ain't scored? You ain't true to your knife
Groupie hoes tryna f*ck me, I got used to the hype
I lost n*ggas to the jail and someone losin' their life, look
Thеse n*ggas yappin' a lot
Provider, boy, I spent racks on my block
20K for ****, I got it if you want
Rap cap, I know you ain't had your mittеns on
I love my n*ggas, but I'm good on my own
I've been through more Rambos than Sylvester Stallone
Until you know about some money, then you leave me alone
Slaughter my name and probably go tweak on a low
Tweak to a ho, f*ck it, you ain't keepin' it code
Missin' Risky at night, so I grieve on my own
I can't believe how Latz died, he let him bleed on his own
I really wanna diss the dead, but I'm keepin' it grown