5am in Houston

I'm just tryna dodge the cemetery

Taking chances penitentiary

Lately every girl I call my girl just been for temporary

I can't let no bitch get my name up in no obituary

And bro won't hesitate to make your gitt a beneficiary

You go to losing when you moving like you need the money

Shit getting spooky mama telling me to keep it on me

Say she seen me dead and pray to God it's just a dream

But I'm in Houston with them shooters mama feel like Jalen Green

Won't speak on opps that shit get realer than you thank

It's like they rather have a body than a million in the bank

I rather snatch off in a foreign 93 up in the tank