12am Lyrics

I can't let you in the stu, baby,

Cause there's thugs in there

I can't write your verse lil nigga

Yo check ain't even clear

Brody said he gon' do what

I ain't even hear

My pirates drop like five of y'all Snakes

With my Metal Gear

He wanna hit his lil' dance

So I might hit his tendon

I ain't regular, that's why they hatin'

Knock the gum balls out his benson nigga

Yeah, yeah, yeah

If it wasn't for Toman, swear to God, I wouldn't be livin'

This hatred I'm holdin', it's because I'm forced to stay sinnin'

Writing pain poetry, don matter poverty or your pigment

I'm writin' bout bad shit, cause bad shit, I might've did it

I talk with broddie bro

He stay with mud just like he Tune

Today, will he get off? Maybe not

Told him stay tuned

And all of my idols dead

So bitch don't tell me who made me

If my Stunnas catch you in public

Bitch, you better go and have a baby

Shit, like, ayy, bro, motherfuckin', ayy, bro, you feelin' me like, shit,

Nigga tryna blow up off of the pain, music, all types of shit

Bitch, tryna blow up off of angry music, shit like that, you feel me

Just like, you know what I mean like

I ain't gon' lie, 2024, it's gon' have to be that year, bro

You feel me? We ain't got nothin' outside of this music, shit, bro,

That's all we got

You feel me? Like, we just got it, you know what I mean

And that's why we ting the fuck up this year, bro

You feel me

Boy, shit, but uh shit, yeah, yeah

Boy, shit, yeah, yeah, yeah

Tied