J.Mental - 5 a.m. In Nashville lyrics

[Verse 1] This when the life hit you in the face This when Moma say stay up in child place When the bottles crack so you can find escape This when you realize it's too late I'm frustrated chest beatin' out lines hate Updated to several bugs just lag the day Hate it technicals gone kick me out the game Was Violated now the love don't even feel the same 5 am in Nashville it feel like five at day Can't even go to sleep I got to much say Like who ever got some beef they can die today Ain talk to Moma in a week she called the other day I ain answer I was sleep shrugged it like anyway Woke up to a text that said call me back I'm feeling kind of nervous as I dail back It Rang four times I went back to mixing a tracks Then an hour later it's mama with the call back I said hello she said hello She said hey what you doing I said nothing then she took a pause Took a deep breathe and said Jamal Z Quintin was k**ed yesterday while he was playing ball I stop playing with me I said stop playing with me mama Naw stop playing with me mama Then I took a pause She said Jamal are you ok Im like naw Hit the net and start scrolling down his Facebook Then tears start rolling down my face shock Like why they murk my f**ing brother Lord why you have to take my brother He was good kid and I really mean a good kid f** whoever who was involved with whole sh** Like I gotta get from family from this bullsh** Rip on some real sh** Rip how do I deal with They just murked my f**ing brother! [Verse 2] My current situation seem to be getting worst Work is slow and these bills gon stress to hease That's up sippin henny writing out a verse I been going through it all can't seem to cope the hurt My moms gave me another call on a run work She started with a couple questions like are still at work Then went on about the lack of funds that's in her purse J need some school shoes ain enough if her purse And I can't even f**in help man that sh** f**in hurts Moma I feel like sh** Because I ain been sh** Nope not even bit Nope now im getting lit You been having all these surgeries and I'm Just so nonchalant But if something happen to you I'm gon be crying like a punk Ma I think something wrong i just can't open up its trunk I feel heavily subdated i wish u was a mediating monk I wish I was on stage lookin at my fans bringing the funk But instead I'm in my room with no fans and getting drunk What's wrong with me I said what's wrong with me Whats Really Wrong [Verse 3] Nicole keep asking me if I'm ok I say I'm good But I'm really f**ed up I just wish she understood That I'm in love and I got promblems Mixed with my feelings and there's no there to solve em This that marvins room you can do better This is cursive in the dust I'm writing you a letter The way you make me feel I love you more than ever I ain' known you too long but my heart speaks for the weather When your lips touch my lips that sh** touch my soul That Trinidad hit record it was all gold Now it's Keith Sweat I'm out here singing cold cold cold You say you want me in yo life and then act like you don't I swear this whole situation is a repeat of my favorite song This sh** happen to me to much You say I was in it too much Guess it's my arrogance of caring too At least I don't care for two Say it's my arrogance I don't think you understand just how much i do I wanna express my love I'm throwing all my flags Wanna make you feel love that you never had You got me f**ing sad The best two weeks I had You got me f**ing sad x2 The best two weeks I had