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5am still rollin (5am in toronto freestyle) - littles the general lyrics

[verse]

club life, i’m back to poppin’ the mollys
like f*ck (?), my only answer is sorry
if you ever wondered if i cared, my answer is “hardly”
now i’m dealing with the cons
hittin’ without a condom, and a n*gga still senile
cause she was just a rebound
something to keep my mind off of trying to bring (?)
i need out
and i can’t trust a b*tch to really be down
stop tryna to figure out the n*gga i’m tryna to be now
so all i do is turn up (turn up), cause sh*t happens
i fell in love once, and i quit trappin’
fell in love twice, and i quit rappin’
bad habits of dealing with circumstances
when you try to keep it real, so your (?) actions
i never flipped backwards, i’m happy with never havin’
i never get actors(?) that’s happily in a marriage
but you callin’ on my name like you know me, but you really just askin’ for problems
i solve ’em, with headshots, coffins
tryna live square but fill a circle with bosses
regardless, i’m on it
and home is where the heart is
sittin’ in this apartment, tryna turn heartless
tryna get dollars, tryna live flawless
women that bring me (?) an finishin’ what they started
and on a bad day, i pop another bottle (bottle)
and on a good day i f*ck another model (yeah)
full throttle, livin’ life in the fast lane
and only ever wanted to give a chick my last name
but that’s changed since game’s playin’, and that’s lame
but i’m the same little n*gga in the back (?)
i stay down till the last day
it’s funny how you want the only thing you can’t take
and love is the only thing you can’t fake
or a handshake, cause fake n*ggas can’t stand straight
a hug charges for n*ggas that didn’t know (for real)
and touch n*ggas for n*ggas i never see (all day)
guess i’m searching for something i never find
cause it’s something i only have and you n*ggas was never me
n*ggas is enemies and i’m claiming nmg
so if you ain’t a friend of them, then you wasn’t a friend of me (yeah)
sitting in that cell with memories of my teens
memories of that coke, and memories of these fiends
but i take in stride, give my graces to god
and (?) about to blow like i’m making a bomb
i wear my heart on my sleeve, ain’t no taking it off
if i tell you that i love you, don’t be taking it off
yeah, i used to run the streets like the head honcho
now it’s 5 a.m. and i’m in toronto
two bottles, sittin’ up in the condo, i bet that i regret the sh*t tomorrow
l’s

- littles the general lyrics

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