Yo Gotti - Off da Top (3am) lyrics

[Intro] It's 3am West Coast time n***a We at Fat Burger Hood n***a rich sh** gourmet burgers Know what I'm talkin' 'bout? [Verse 1] She p**y poppin, pocket watchin', they call her a thot Bad credit, cash it out, fresh up off the lot No back and forth, yippin', yappin', n***as gettin' shot 10 million, 20 acres, that's the new spot Flooded out my crib and told my dealer you the illest Renegotiate my contract, told my label I ain'tt feel it Fell out with my partner, he mixed friendship with our business Broke up with my b**h 'cause she was too much in her feelings I may f** her friend, f** it, I may f** her friend Between me and you, I always wanted to f** her friend If I k** a hater, Lord you gotta forgive my sins That's one f** n***a you ain't gotta worry about again I'm forever thuggin', I ain't never changed In plain colors but forever bangin' Blowin' money but I'm maintainin' Blowin' money but I'm maintainin' I got a gamblin' problem but money can't really solve it Tryna help all the real n***as, hate to see a n***a starvin' Hate to see n***a robbin' they own people, sh**, that's loyal b**h tryna give me the p**y for a Birkin bag, I can't afford you I grew listenin' to 2pac and that Biggie, Jay-Z and that Nas No gimmick rappers, these n***as had bars Back when record labels turnin' real n***as into stars Sendin' n***as to Mars, nowadays the game done got hard You get shot that make you hot But where I'm from that make you start Before I be a p**y, I'd rather rapper had the balls I throw me some guns, get myself a charge Never see me do that, I came too far to look back I did too much to get help, 20 mil in one year 100 grand in one night, 50k on one flight I've been trappin' my whole life Ain't no secret, I be thuggin', ain't no secret, I be hustlin' Pickin' loyalty over money, money orders to my homies Groupie b**hes be all on me, leave your phones at the door You won't put me on no blog, once I f**, you gotta go [Hook] 3am ain't nothin' open but IHOP And a b**h legs, and my trap spot I said 3am, I'm trappin' at the IHOP And I'm connected to the plug like a hotspot [Verse 2] I'm a grower, we don't do droughts Birds in the sky, we call them iClouds You know the birds fly down south I took your b**h to eat at Mr. Chow's I met the plug at Benihanahs On hibachi grills, eatin' rice and talkin' numbers I don't do no middle men and I don't trust no runners I'ma pay on time and I won't never take you under I'm an OG dope boy I ain't nothin' like these youngins I don't take the dope I'm sellin' I won't ever do no tellin' Overnight my pack yeah, we call that FedEx I ship in the 18 wheeler and I ain't talkin' UPS