1:01 AM Lyrics

Ridin thru the city

Boy you gotta keep your head up

I always told my brother

That he gotta keep his bread up

Mama kicked me out

Because she told me she was fed up

And If they ever tried you

Boy you gotta keep your led up

Aye Keep your led up

Aye aye keep your head up

Aye aye keep your head up

Aye aye keep your head up

I just get that bag

When I spend it

It's your rent again

I been had that jag

I ain't want it

So I copped the benz

I been fighting demons

For so long it's gettin to me

Remember I was out of state

The police yeah they tried to book me

You'll never understand

Why I am how I am aye

Ima get them racks

Even if it's 1 am aye

That's me on the radio

I think that's 1 fm aye

Boy you is not gang

Boy you is not one of them aye

I'm a spend 150 like 150

Shoutout herbo nem

Then I spent like 50

On a 50 on a turbo nem

Skrrt off in that bentley

That lil bentley with the purple rims

You won't get up with me

All you do is post right on the gram

I just get that bag

When I spend it

It's your rent again

I been had that jag

I ain't want it

So I copped the benz

I been fighting demons

For so long it's gettin to me

Remember I was out of state

The police yeah they tried to book me

Pull up open wide

We get em' out of here

Briefcase full of hundreds

We be movin' like the mafia

Move like Chapo'

Pablo this cheese nacho's

Hurricane season

We got dripped up

From that cyclone

Dripped up from that faucet

Like some lent I'm out of pocket

Just calm while I'm fuckin'

We go shoppin' past the budget

Every time I step up the game I drop a bucket

Hop into the game I'm droppin 30

Like it's nothin'

The king wore my crown

Potatoes for suppression

They be shootin' with no sound

But we off so bad jus' ask yo shawty if she down

Shitting on my hater's i done finally found my sound

I'm the next to blow

I heard the rumors round the town

I just get that bag

When I spend it

It's your rent again

I been had that jag

I ain't want it

So I copped the benz

I been fighting demons

For so long it's gettin to me

Remember I was out of state

The police yeah they tried to book me

I'm the big boss

When I walk in boy respect me

Aye I'll never let another nigga check me

Aye but yo baby girl prolly wanna sex me aye

Aye cause that's the only reason that she ever text me aye

Aye i been getting bread

You would think that I was printing money

Aye when i got rich now everybody started acting funny

Shawty try to play me baby girl i ain't no damn dummy

Put this dick inside you, you gone feel it

In your damn tummy ay

I been getting money boy naw

I ain't new to this let a nigga try me

Have him rappin' like he ludacris

I been coppin Gucci Fendi

And I got some Louie's fits

You'll never understand

Why I am how I am aye

Ima get them racks

Even if it's 1 am aye

That's me on the radio

I think that's 1 fm aye

Boy you is not gang

Boy you is not one of them aye

I just get that bag

When I spend it

It's your rent again

I been had that jag

I ain't want it

So I copped the benz

I been fighting demons

For so long it's gettin to me

Remember I was out of state

The police yeah they tried to book me