5am Thoughts

Holiday season
 Business moving fluid
 You gon' think its November
 The way she thanks me
 When I give it to her
 Ever so graceful way I'm gettin to it
 Might never show it but I'm going through it
 Thankfully I don't see no competition
 Put all the drugs down
 Cause they fuck up the vision
 Money multiplying but it's causing division
 Baby jeweler two point O
 I'm like a new edition
 Always had the truest mission
 I never changed I been ten toes
 Since a snotty nose
 Heard the rumors but
 I guess that's how the story goes
 You would think we sold the principal
 Drugs to make the honor roll
 They thought I was dreaming
 I had proper goals
 Propaganda like some Tropicana
 Scheduled sessions
 Somewhere out in Alabama
 Went from baking soda
 To real arm and hammer
 Shit be sounding like
 We wrote it for lil' weezyana
 But it's for me
 And it ain't nothing left to talk about
 I'm the one closing out debates
 Hit a fork in the road and I went straight
 Used to never make the table
 Now I got a full plate
 Make sure the team eating
 Cause life been treating me great
 Chilean sea bass and
 Truffle me for the day
 The table look better
 With cutlery by the way
 Whoever knew that life was
 Truly like a marathon
 Whoever knew my shit be
 Hitting just like Barry bonds
 But shit was different
 Back when I was wearing twenty five
 Now she smell different
 When she dripping in that number nine
 And I'm tripping still clutching nine
 Can't shake history
 How I get so good
 I'm gonna leave that shit a mystery
 Five AM thoughts its therapeutic
 When I'm writing music
 This is something God given
 I ain't have to choose it