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p6 & st67 - 3 am lyrics

[verse: p6]

see the summer in the winter
look into your eyes

and if you wanna see the cold
you can look in mine

fell in love and now you hate me i can’t be surprised

every time i fall in love
i never do it right

i’m always losing sight

staying high

i can count all the flowers had to say goodbye

rose petunia lilly violet

i don’t know if ima ever f+cking be alright

cause everywhere i go
i always bring the shine
and every loss i take
it always dims the light

when my father left i fеlt empty inside

i can nevеr move on no matter how i try

i just don’t know why

look me in my face i’m never in disguise

see my best friends
green and blue
and they all fainted

sometimes i wish i were a stray
wish i were nameless

gottem anxious for words
that a n+gga painted

flight to new york in an hour
the city looks amazing

i could never give my trust to you you ain’t sanctioned
i could never give a gun to you
you shoot aimless

being blunt you gotta face it

came in underrated
with potential to go head and be the greatest

[verse: st67]

and i shoot with precision
and i’m letting off like a new a game in a mission
and i’m letting them off the hook
but see they moving fishy
but i’m learning to turn my head to sh+ts thats not my business
i turned heavy metal
they wasn’t rocking with
life will show you that them guys is not your n+ggas
you thought they was cause they post with guns up in the picture
you gave them inches but we know them guys ridiculous
i’m still sippin them other guys still pinching
a penny man these lil n+ggas simpin
you know where she go she from my pockets from begining
right to the curb or your momma where i send you
she catch you red dead but you never get redemption
tried to get head but it wasn’t that simple
she put the nine to vein right on your temple
n+ggas trusting these hoes but don’t know who sent them
these hoes could never get me cause i swear i never listen
and no i’m not your sugar daddy no i’m not spending
you spent a bag up on your b+tch your momma living reckless
i put my faith up in the sky i’m checking off my checklist
kilt yo favorite rapper and i put him on my death list
you ask for a feature you ask for a death wish
i body it and i don’t give a f+ck about a friendship

- p6 st67 lyrics

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