3AM IN LONDON

JAY1

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    Faded pictures grown apart, but that love still stay
    Think they cross me, but they lost me, stepped on they own lace
    Just as easy to be found, it's easy to be replaced
    But who you know that's turning raisins into grapes

    Being broke, got boring, so I paved another way
    Ain't no room for mistakes, I got too much shit at steak
    Through the heartaches and heartbreaks, we've been through it all
    I was walking, for they learn how to crawl

    I was shooting, for they learn how to dribble the ball
    That's how the game go, hopping out the Rango
    Barbie on my side, catching all her Angles
    She like a masterpiece on a starry night, Vincent Van Gogh

    Even if she had no arms, said she wouldn't let me go
    Said, I wish I met you sooner, but it was different, when I was broke
    Real nigga in my blood, I should've been diagnosed
    At the top of the board, it's a slippery slope

    I say, Simba roll another one, once that smoke clear
    I'm feeling Melo while I'm inhaling this oak hill
    The only 12 that I fuck with at Memphis
    Cause they giving niggas commas at the end of they sentence

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    Now that street shit come with karma when you living how you living
    Told em, you ain't scared of hell, he said, we already in it
    Said, I'm moving on up, I'm a penthouse tenant
    Steady wishin you well, but I ain't handing out no pennies

    She posted so I see it, then it get deleted
    And then if I don't text her, then the next day she repeat it
    I told her if the love ain't real, then she can keep asking for the birds
    Going to sleep wealthy is more tempur-pedic

    Money never changed me, just people around
    Tell em, never mind me, I'm just thinking out loud
    They tryna bury me, like I'm 6 underground
    If time heals all wounds, guess it's taking a while

    Money got me itching, feeling like an addict
    Passing all these birds like I'm doing magic
    Hard to tune in when all around you static
    Lil' bro, he got hit, now he don't leave without it

    Any hour of the day, I'm in a rush
    Young stunna, I'm like Jackie Chan
    Once I turn my back, I don't know when I'll be back again
    I was scraping pennies, but I stood on all ten

    Get rich or die trying, yeah, you know I'm all in
    And they only show you love when the millions fall in
    When it's time to put in work, niggas sick, they call in
    But when it's time for the work, me and my dogs pile in

    But when it's time for the work, me and my dogs pile in
    But when it's time for the work, me and my dogs pile in

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