2AM

By ISMFC

Released on April 24, 2018

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It's 2 am, I'm blowing out smoke, I can't keep up, I don't know where to go

It's 2 am, I'm blowing out smoke, drank the last cup, so I'm pouring out more

Put my heart in the rap, spit real shit put my heart in the trap

Came a long way from moving pills and crack and the trap drive but I was actually trapped

Quick rap for the money, being broke is a joke so I don't wanna be funny had to change that

Dark night as I sit by the train track, just looking for train line tryna survive at the same time

My mind was fried didn't wanna be alive and I didn't wanna die but I had to

Nothing to come back to selling bags and pushing weight

Dark room just feeling the pain speak to myself and I'm going insane

Ashamed of the name that I had placing the blame on the fact that I didn't have a dad in my younger days

Never ache so that hunger stayed and I ran astray made decisions but I ran away

I couldn't face the pain I couldn't take it, block dance shades I couldn't break it I was faced with fate I couldn't change it

Mic set in the basement only place where displace for the placement

No mate-ship better be stopping the fake shit rappers be fake suck on this great shit

Snake shit I hate this walking around with serious tryna avoid all the rich kids these days

Man talk to them all but I swear they'll never conform

Chop off their heads throw away the bodies

Locked door, guarded by roddies

It's 2 am, I'm blowing out smoke, I can't keep up, I don't know where to go

It's 2 am, I'm blowing out smoke, drank the last cup, so I'm pouring out more

I ain't one for the street talk but I better bet the life I could rap that

I been here longer than admitted no Snapchat

Due to fakes got me yelling where the whacks at

Kills em off where the pracks at

Cap tags spray paint in my backpack

Can't afford no mls so I rack that

Never have a mate offer me mls

But they're there if I ever need pills

Cold chills and I'm covered in sweat

Couple of weeks and I still haven't slept

Putting in work then we getting so bent

Spent all my money forget about rent

I would sleep on the trains if I have to

Sealing these bags with a vacuum

Stack all my money stash em in places

Hide em away can't trust closes of faces why

You tested my patience I hate

Getting so anxious will I make it or will I die

If I leave today just know that I tried and tried to do right I can't fix all my wrongs and that's all that want its impossible

How can I move with all of these obstacles and that's real

Start of my label no time to for a deal working real hard got no time just to chill

Spit facts spit tracks we talking math we don't talk of the time that they got my back and that's it I just kill this rap to fuck this

And they got my back and that's it I just kill this rap to fuck this and they got my back and that's it I just kill this rap to fuck this

It's 2 am, I'm blowing out smoke, I can't keep up, I don't know where to go

It's 2 am, I'm blowing out smoke, drank the last cup, so I'm pouring out more