3AM

I don't do it for the 'Gram, I do it for Compton I'm willin' to die for this shit, nigga I'll take your fuckin' life for this shit, nigga We ain't goin' back to broke, family sellin' dope That's why you maney-ass rap niggas better know

Summer's meant for lovin' and leavin' I was such a fool for believin' that you Could change all the ways you've been livin' But you just couldn't stop

Heard you got a man Baby I could do it better And I really ain't complaining I just want you to remember How it was, how it is, how it could be You could put me here, you could push me Or we can go for a ride, in the sky Looking up, you're a high You ain't never gotta lie 'Cause it's more than just pussy

Come with me, leave all of your things, yeah We can stop at Gucci, stop at Louis V, yeah Come with me, fly you out to Greece Full speed, survoler Paris