1AM

It was 1 in the morning,
And I was up yawnin',
Moms asked where I'm goin',
To the hood if you ain't knowin'.
Pops locked up so mama couldn't stop me,
I was out the house, ASAP rocky,
And it wasn't ‘cause she couldn't control us,
We was her babies, she just wanted to hold us.
And we ain't get disciplined, her friend started whisperin',
‘Bout how she was a bad mama, mama said, ‘Fuck ‘em then',
I was in the streets stylin', nobody could tell me nothing,
Grandpa or grandma, not my auntie or my favorite cousin.
I was buzzin'.
Fuckin' all these hoes wearing no condoms, no nothing,
I used to ditch school when the homie had the Chevy,
I used to sneak and smoke stress weed.

But now I'm rollin' on dubs,
How you feel, whooptie woop, nigga, what?
Now I'm rollin' on dubs,
How you feel, whooptie woop, nigga, what?
All these hoes showin' love,
How you feel, whooptie woop, nigga, what?
All these hoes showin' love,
How you feel, whooptie woop, nigga, what?

Skrrt, I was on a mission,
On a mission to the money, sun down ‘til it sunny,
Know my family love me,
Ridin' in the car with two niggas and a pistol,
This ain't funny, I do it all for the money, hold up,
Slowly as I pull up to the donut stand, I already know the plan,
Hop out and get on your mans, and take what he got,
Go through pockets, wallets and socks, and dig all the knots.
It's a stick-up, phone ring, it's my mama,
In the middle of some drama, so I don't pick up,
Thinkin' I gotta get my shit up, I gotta pick my bitch up,
Let's hurry up and leave, I feel the police near us.
So we left with a thousand dollars cash,
It was me and my nigga, so you know I went half,
Then shit get real when niggas get greedy,
Pop, pop, pop, pop, that's when he leave me.