AM to PM Lyrics

AM to PM putting in work to make it out

She in my DMs, I gotta curve I know what she 'bout

I do this shit out of love, not for clout yeah

Used to be stuck in my ways, lost and found me

Couple of grams to couple of bands, the talk of the town

Ride for the fam, I do it for them going all out

I had to duck from the fake

It's a cold world out there

I went and copped the chain

The drip like a fountain

Shit wasn't easy, I damn near gave up, got used to the losses

From the bottom ain't talking Bikinis, but we were deep in the waters

Only the realest is riding with us

If I eat then I make sure you getting your cut

Heart pumping fire I got to stay cold

Used to the pressure I ain't never fold

They spreading lies but my people stay woke

Riding the wave man I don't need no boat

Repeating the cycles this shit getting old

Ain't never believe in the shit that they told

Reflecting, unlocking the keys to my soul

Staying consistent will open the doors

Not too many real ones, so watch who you trusting

They lusting, their temple corrupted

They can't see the picture before it's constructed

I'm doing me I ain't discussing

The shit that they do out of fear is disgusting

So fuck it, I'm ready to bust it

'cause I cannot lose after getting so far

When I get lonely, look up to the stars

That hate is the shit that's gon' poison your heart

Once you open your eyes its a wonderful world

AM to PM putting in work to make it out

She in my DMs, I gotta curve I know what she 'bout

I do this shit out of love, not for clout yeah

Used to be stuck in my ways, lost and found me

Couple of grams to couple of bands, the talk of the town

Ride for the fam, I do it for them going all out

I had to duck from the fake

It's a cold world out there

I went and copped the chain

The drip like a fountain

AM to PM putting in work to make it out

She in my DMs, I gotta curve I know what she 'bout

I do this shit out of love, not for clout yeah

Used to be stuck in my ways, lost and found me

Couple of grams to couple of bands, the talk of the town

Ride for the fam, I do it for them going all out

I had to duck from the fake

It's a cold world out there

I went and copped the chain

The drip like a fountain