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m.r.g (wingteam) - 5 am in elmhurst lyrics

[intro]
i would say for my n-ggas… it’s just hard to tell sometimes

[verse: m.r.g]
started from the bottom boy not a tv show
i don’t need to act just for ya to see me blow
but i ain’t taking shots, i practice sobriety
told that to the judge in court he said don’t lie to me
gave me probation and community service
so i ain’t hating could be doing some worse sh-t
life’s a movie boi except u cannot rehe-rs- it
but i live by my script i write my music in cursive
they gone reminisce over me like pet rock
rocking true blue jays but i ain’t reppin t dot
m, r, so she already know i hit the g spot
sorry boi but your girlfriend like detox
cause she never coming unless she with g
young aventura cept she got an obsession with me
dominican traveling to santiago no dribbling
the kush we smoking’s clumsy it got me tripping dam
see i’m in love but this sh-ts not cupid
cause the only b-tch i truly love’s hip hop music
since picking up the pen she been the apple of my eye
i’m suited for this game like i’m rapping with a tie
see these labels, offer my name on the dotted line
but i got to finish school i choose not to sign
so the only thing stopping me from dollar signs
is a crazy -ss n-gga going colombine
or v tech
i hate school wish i could dropout its the sole reason that my mixtape ain’t released yet
usually in my bois p-jects
but next week i’ll be at a friends beach house in aruba getting my feet wet
cause unlike them i never had a silver spoon
so when my fams sings the blues its a familiar tune
and i ain’t tryna see the blues like og mack, ugh…..
na i won’t let these n-ggas hold me back
it’s almost daylight, 5 am in elmhurst
hope your sh-t sprays right cause n-ggas empty sh-lls first
and send you to h-ll worse
by 21 half of me supposed to be dead or in jail well thank god i saw a cell first
and still n-ggas criticizing how to live my life
whoever said i condoned you to give advice
i’m just living
a real man don’t let outside opinions influence his decisions
smashed some bad foreign b-tches one of them was swedish
i did it rockin ankle socks and 20$ sneakers
see man makes the clothes the clothes never make the man
f-ck it i’ll change the subject they’ll just never understand
so i’m rocking plain footlocker 5 dollar t-shirts
in the studio making movies praying my dreamworks
lines over your head like i’m on the moon fishing
f-ck it just read rapg*nius while you listen
lyrical miracles i stole this flow from the gospel
scratch that cause matthew was an apostle
shout to joe santagato
my n-gga eddie’s boi, just a queens kid tryna blow and he’s the closest i know

[outro]
just a queens n-gga tryna make it, never given a chance so i always had to take it… and everybody’s saying patience, is a virtue but im so tired of waiting… yeah i’m so tired of waiting
all the sh-t that we been making..
yeah.. i know they waiting…
holla at me what’s good

- m r g wingteam lyrics

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