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ae the illusive - 5 am (freestyle) lyrics
[intro]
[verse: ae the illusive]
up late, no distractions for me
i got a red eye ticket to where i’m destined to be
when i’m in the zone, there ain’t no messing with me
if you wanna know what would happen then i guess we could see
cuz everyday that i wake up i’m trying to meet my maker
put my life on the line, for everything that i prayed for
i know that i gotta grind, not talking bout on my skateboard
but i’m down to take a risk, ’cause this the sh-t i was made for
game on player. if you ready you should suit up
the adrenaline rush like the feeling of when you shoot up
i’m not a druggie, but i’m feeling like i do dust
you must be crazy if you think you gunna pursue us
or sue me, for taken something you thought was yours
but it was mine, and i’m breaking it up with all my boys
being the leader. i gotta make that stock stretch
dreaming to see y’all eat from a plate that’s bigger than lochness
gold fork, silver spoon
staying hungry i’m writing until i see the moon
go up. then go down. i pour up then throw down
then pencil my flow down. it’s time to record now
and lay my heart down like a welcome mat
knock the beat out the park, like all those times that i held the bat
i be in the studio where you’re excuses seldom at
you hear all my joints then you asking me where they sell them at
and i would take you’re girl but son i got one
my flow is immortal, if you rap then you my god son
weak bars. i got none
you a dude to get on tracks, and not run
thats why i never talk about my ego
i could get c-cky but humbleness is the key tho
i could spit a single bar to have you laying in the fetal
i’m sitting up in the bas-m-nt with my brother jhameal
or my brother jhamal. who is only one call away
no friends that crossover like timothy hardaway
about the paper man that’s something the ballers say
but i got love for this music, when all of that falls away
paying homage to the game, like insurance
giving hope to all the people i influence
only the truest, people are surrounding me
like the cabinet, that’s hold a pound of weed
that dank. but i won’t even smoke it tho
gas tank, in my pockets its poking holes
when you on the move. you gotta pay
i’m just hoping these fake rappers f-ck out the way
now a lot of ya’ll dudes know about the college struggle
i’m up at uconn, i’m living in my college bubble
rapping while taking cl-sses, rapping while tryna p-ss it
rapping then show up at parties where the girlies be ratchet
rapping while uploading homework files tryna attach it
rapping while tryna put beats i k!lled in the casket
rapping to see the basket rap hard but i’m never flaccid
i rap on another level, there’s no point in tryna match it
sophisticated turn up. flow staying at high degrees
all while going to school. all this for my degree
all this knowing the rules. all this inside of me
all this to push the limits of what i think i could be
(outro)
ae the illusive in this thing, what up. 2x
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