Joey A.X - 5 A.M lyrics

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Joey A.X - 5 A.M lyrics

The same hoes that used to never give a f** Are lining up for orgies in the front of my bus I dont stress em, plus I got a wife now But still, they won't pipe down, until I lay the pipe down My dreams changed now, I just wanna see change In the world, before I just wanted to see change A little show money, my mother raised no dummy My hype is real, my bars why J Cole'll love me I won't even state I am Caucasian I'm a hustler, I seen dope in every shade I'm a poet, so I stroke the pen in different ways I'm the character these frat rappers would love to play I am more hip hop than old track suits Rockstar, somebody had to bring back Axl Cuz the internet doesn't need another dance From some garbage a** lame who just lied about his advance f** the industry, I answer to divinity You herbs must be kiddin me with all of that piddly Word play and non sense, concepts unconscious Their bank account's a run on sentence- there's no commas So... My agent told me trim the fat, the opposite of soft I told her since I run my city I can burn it off And all that sh** on the radio you should turn it off Terminal to your soul - Joey don't be influenced at all I only turn to God when I'm in a pinch My flow could make the devil see red like it's Frankie Finch Limited supply of hour gla** sand This game'll take your heart like it's our a** mannn So I keep it fresh on my 10 Deep, Castle Crook Plus sh** from Europe you ain't seen in no look book All those who ignored now look shook Leaves in the autumn off the trees in the breeze That proceed to become pressed into the paper for my book These bird brain dudes try to make me pigeon holed But I'm gone, an leave their pigeons pigeon toed Get out my lane if you have never seen the k**in Zone Dangerous, we can leave your buzz with a missing dome Art school reject of that talented and gifted Outta this world, You're gay Bruno, I'll be Mars lifted From Wall street royalty on down they'll know me To fatherless Foster kids in a Taxi, Jodi I'm a grown man drink, Joe Cuervo Grab dick if they wanna an*lyze This Dinero It ain't about money when the world needs a hero So I nominate myself for that position from here on