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5 a.m. - king moe lyrics

yea yea you already know what time it is with me n*gga
because i had to i say look
i know something telling me to do this man
yea haha
you only got two you only got two options in life n*gga
that’s to get it or to never have it n*gga
you know what i’m talking about?
aye look

it’s five in the morning i’m up baking chicken
used to stuff a quarter ounce
of midget in an oven mitten
now i’m up and sh*tting
doing it big with all pun intended
life ain’t fair i’m on this ride
to go and punch a ticket
son ridiculous and this sh*t
i’m spitting eighties cain
i was thirteen selling twenty*eights of lady jane

broke in travis mama crib
i hope that she don’t hate me manе
i was shiesty way before pooh
so thеy can’t snake me mane
it’s still five in the morning
and i been up tapping tables
ran a stack up off a dub
i could’ve ran off with a acre
could’ve ran off in your stable
that’s ralph lauren on a caper
i was sleeping in a ford
but now i’m touring in jamaican
but then i spoke up to the maker
because i love the breeze
forgive me for the sh*t i’m selling
same color pumpkin seed
forgive him if a n*gga steal from me
cause i punish thieves
and i keep a bomb hidden
in my b*tch dungarees

it’s five in the morning tired of tapping tables
sliding with the goons on alert
bout to catch a caper
it’s five in the morning we ain’t even tired
waking up to s*x, money, murder
on the eastside
it’s five in the morning
it’s five in the morning
shorty texting what you doing
i’m thugging but i say i’m cooling

aye i hate to sound crazy i talk to myself
moe get these n*ggas gone they calling for death
got curry chicken on my plate
now i’m balling like steph
my young n*gga want a body
hard headed as h*ll
i’m made for it just like lucci
they wishing me well
toss a n*gga off the boat
they wishing him well
my notepad worth a bale
it’s straight off the dock
fish bowl the lamborghini filet off the lot
kel*tecs be on tetris they spinning your block
lord forgive them all they want for christmas
get rid of moe opps
i’ll sell a zone of fake strong
but ain’t giving no props
still will make a k!lling off of scales
and digital stock

and since we talking scales
y’all fishing a lot
i don’t know nothing about no murder
let’s mention your broad
mention the fact that
i was thirteen nickel and dimes
mention the fact
my music slap like a pimp when it’s five

- king moe lyrics

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