2 AM

Backrubs on backbones and black booty

Ain't nothing else popping out here at 2AM

If it ain't good intentions niggas out looking for food

Or end up in intensive, down in county zoos

I couldn't count on you yesterday nigga, where you was?

Everybody ain't family just because they call you cuz

I know a few used to beens and some that never was

And I ain't have to grow up in streets, I know it well enough

Growin' up with homies that grew up in it, fell for some

Sometime after whoop, there it is for some

Just learning to hoop some, look son ain't no unsinging

I mean I'll never be an unsung

My uncle had bad lungs and I hope my brother learned something

And he just tell me we gon' die from something anyway

But my motto ain't no need to speed it up none

But my niggas like anyway

Backrubs on backbones and black booty

Ain't nothing else popping out here at 2AM

If it ain't good intentions niggas out looking for food

Or end up in intensive, down in county zoos

You know the freaks come out at night

How am I so bright but my eyes so sensitive to the light

That’s a balance you’ll never understand in your life

It's like you never play Jenga or Life in your life

Or like you never met a nigga that got life in your life

I'm sacrilegious making sacrifices, ain't I Christ?

I tried to tell Lo God, everybody got talent it's just what you do with it that matters

That's coming from one who in acquiring skills saw his words would eventually cut deeper than Skilsaws

See music is the king of all professions, that's partially

Cause even at crossroads it can bring Bone-Thugz-N-Harmony

Hip is to be intelligent, hop is for the movement

In other words if you ain't riding you stupid

We spreading like germs all over the whole earth

I propose to you a purpose for your own birth

To let your soul glow all over the universe y'all

Get it? We united by verses, all

Protons, neutrons, and electron, that's all

Backrubs on backbones and black booty

Ain't nothing else popping out here at 2AM

If it ain't good intentions niggas out looking for food

Or end up in intensive, down in county zoos

I couldn't count on you yesterday nigga, where you was?

Everybody ain't family just because they call you cuz

I know a few used to beens and some that never was

And I ain't have to grow up in streets, I know it well enough

Marcus Mariota, came in with wings on my shoulder

Where I'm standing the grass the same green all over

Ain't gotta throw the skin cause the lines don't flinch

Heartless in this department, I ain't changed a cent

I don't count on y'all the same, math problems

The more I add, the more I lose, math problems

If my lane ain't like Problem's with all diamonds

I know the pressure gon' bust more than water columns

Y'all blow pipes like Whitney out this motherfucker

Singing my business to my other nigga's other niggas

Imagine if Ricky had a gun out this motherfucker

There woulda been a lot less blood in the street, get it?

I heard a ho nigga a ho nigga that talk, nigga

Like he know niggas, no no nigga, I know niggas

I know common niggas act common, but I know Common

This bitch in you well all see, yea I'm so honest

Come around talking big game, you ain't Torry homie

I don't drive pickup but I do dodge rams

This really all wolves all clothed as lambs

I'm really superhuman, y'all just pose like Cam

Putting broads on the 'Gram get out my business, damn nigga

Don't like pigs, my mouth ain't even ham nigga

Know how to handle y'all, call me Shammgod nigga

Know the game and when and how to bounce quick

Cause I don't stick with those I suppose I don't trust

Mama taught me right from wrong, be aware of your clique

So I guess I gotta switch up my faculty quick

I see error in your ways, ain't no future with it

2AM the whole block up

Wanna be alone tonight, I pray no one no pop up

Chillin', some days I don't feel like comin' out my taco, shell

I know niggas who got goals like soccer who ain't doin' well

Living through me yellin' "throw the Roc up!"

Instead of watching news, the days events, they never shock us

Know niggas around my way playing tata and chocolate droppas

Your feelings spillin' over, hope there's someone there to mop up

Wanna let me ego go on you niggas

I'll be modest, I'll be hottest, I won't hide it

Call the kettle what the pot is, I'm black and proudest of that

Yea I made it from the bottom

Like I stood in line for hours for Jordans and they ain't got 'em

I been disappointed

Took it and this the point

Some of you rappers corny

I know we all just fornicating there's no debating my rating

Should be way up there with Lauryn's

If you colour me bad make sure the colour you use is orange

I'm a Frank Ocean; a realist

Only rock with the people that got that real in 'em

Carolina, what up? You know I'm still with 'em

If they ain't rockin' like this then we don't deal with 'em

Hey, uh

Only rock with the people that got that real in 'em

Carolina, what up? You know I'm still with 'em

If they ain't rockin' like this then we don't deal with 'em

Hey, uh