3am In Saint Lucie Lyrics

Lately tell a-

Bitch that we on

Lately I've been feeling like a bitch on my phone

I can't even really care cause the shit I've been on

Remember how these niggas was some bitches all along?

And this shit gonna make me, hate coming home

But I'm thanking God cause

I made it home, but I'm feeling empty

Don't stay out they will hurt you plenty

And they don't play now

I can't recognize my ex twin in full disguise

Me and you was once the same and I can tell if you gon' lie

You got mad whenever I won cause you was always on the side

But the meal is less important when it come without the sides

It's okay but I won't ever let you close to jeopardize

This moment I was fucking waiting for since I was five

When I speak of goals you can see the passion that's inside

When you speak of goals I can see the envy in your eyes

And it hurts when I ask God

Would my brother ever try to hurt me?

When he know my name and number better than a Jersey

When he met my mom and his mom even know me

So if he use weapons just don't ever give me cold feet

Blast him

He may be the first but he will never be the last one

Should've kept it real but I can see that he a fake one

Talking up to God so all them perkys I won't take them

If I let him go then I know one day Ima face him (okay)

Am I gonna be okay?

I just lost my damn, he still breathing (okay)

I've became so nonchalant I just keep saying okay

When this shit ain't okay

Man this shit ain't-

Lately tell a-

Bitch that we on

Lately I've been feeling like a bitch on my phone

I can't even really care cause the shit I've been on

Remember how these niggas was some bitches all along?

And this shit gonna make me, hate coming home

But I'm thanking God cause

I made it home, but I'm feeling empty

Don't stay out they will hurt you plenty

And they don't play now