3AM in ToKEYo (Explicit) - Key Glock
Lyrics by:Markeyvius Cathey
Composed by:Phillip Albinger/Tim Moore/Paul Beauregard
Yeah I came in this world by myself
Yeah
Self-made nigga
Never asked no one for help
My lil' bro tryna cook a opp
Think he should be a chef
The day a nigga play with Glock
He gettin' put on a shelf
Yeah get put in a box
Wrap him like a Christmas present
Franklins Grants and Jacksons
I'm forever gonna get it
I just did this show
Had ******* showin' me they melons
Pissy yellow diamonds on my wrist
No R Kelly
My exes still jealous
'Cause they cannot be with me
You seen what happened to dude
Don't think you should play with me
Diamonds dance like Terry Crews
Give these ******* somethin' to see
Pulled a pocket full of blues and a 31 deep
Young rich nigga I'll **** your auntie
Dog-ass nigga who
Let this nigga off the leash
Cappin' ass nigga
All that lyin' on them beats
Escalade V you can hear
Me comin' up the street
Hop out smellin' like a P
You know that ************ reek
I'm a Kansas City fan yeah
You know who I be chiefin'
My diamonds got her in a trance
Next thing I know she leakin'
She tryna take it out my pants
Damn she suck it like she teethin'
You know I keep one in the head
I aim it at your beanie
Her daddy is a preacher
Just don't know his daughter a demon
All this money in my pockets got
Me walkin' like a penguin
She wanna **** my partner
Me and Glizock double teamin'
Gave lil' momma dope dick once
Now she fiendin'
I'm so up get bored and buy
A watch for no reason
Cutthroat ************
If I ain't plottin' then I'm schemin'
Get money ************ yeah
My closet look like Nieman
Yeah yeah yeah
I came in this world by myself
Yeah