3AM in PF (Bonus) Lyrics

I'm just tryna make my mama proud

It's hard to do when everybody around you keep on doubting

It's a good thing I don't talk about my feelings

All my pain I could really build on mountains

I had to realize that nigga died for a reason, it wasn't senseless

Building an empire by myself, I up the census

3am, late night thinking

More bottles, I'm late night drinking

Do my life got a meaning?

Phone DND, I'm too busy fighting demons

You said "I love you", I know you ain mean it

Too many holes in my heart, that shit sinking

Had to block you out my life, playing defense

My head hanging too low like some cleavage

It's monsters in my sleep, I don't live in Cleveland

I think I need a queen, I don't live in England

I can't hold on, I cut off my pinky

I say "Hold on", all I'm worried 'bout is green and

I just wanna make it, I'm feinding

But you make this shit hard, like you made out of cement

I done lost so many bad bitches, I'm unphased

Low life hoe, you should be disgraced

Do I look like an Xbox or some?

Bitch, I'm tired of getting played

I spin that shit like a Beyblade

Get the fuck out my face like a bald fade

My plate too full like a buffet

You below my pay grade

3am, late night thinking

More bottles, I'm late night drinking

Do my life got a meaning?

Phone DND, I'm too busy fighting demons

You said "I love you", I know you ain mean it

Too many holes in my heart, that shit sinking

Had to block you out my life, playing defense

My head hanging too low like some cleavage