No Trace - 5am In Toronto (Remix) lyrics

Verse 1 - Michael 5am in Boston and my eyes low My blue eyes red from J's call that Blue Jays Toronto I'm a raptor with no 'T' call me the co-king, Lebron flow Leaves you on the trade block from that green, compared to Rondo All the weights on our necks these boulders hurt when I lift they cold on my shoulder Forget about it it's over, you f**ers bigger and older Just think about it you'll get the drift Embarra**ed b**h when you get my fist In ur face take place, any where anytime You don't wanna get invested b**h Bottom line is at 5 am I won't ride or die I don't ride with them I don't lie to her I just lie with her then I ride with her Man I'd die for her But I'm kinda hurt When I'm trying to flirt And she says I don't have time for her Imagine when I make it to the top got to keep my mind alert And I'm not guilty But I don't fail with insanity Sanitation don't matter when you don't care about vanity You won't expect this from me but yet you brought out the man in me Now I gotta 100 legs on the competition like centipedes People sending me beats and I decline like a dick But that is not cause I'm narrow minded or already rich I'm thankful for what I have because at 5 in the morning Instead of going to work I got a family supporting me So I'mma be happy about that Shout to the bros mom and my dad I know im 15 But my 16's will put the family on my back And my mom's down cause she's searching so I'mma do something about that Can't wait to her smiling when I drive up with two hands on the first plaque Verse 2 - Brendan With this No Trace network, it's sign up or sign in 2013 scare the world like the Mayans I'm finding its hard to stay grinding At a time when Most people like to jump to conclusions, that's Third Eye Blinding From the burbs say it loud and clear, I don't hear no sirens k** a beat with no witness, when I leave you dead silent That's violence, quit whining, I don't hear no violins Don't call me when I'm alone you get dial tones when I'm dialed in People ask if I make money pushing heavyweight I say I made it from caddying like I'm Chevy Chase I'm yet to blow but I'm going up at a steady pace You hella late only supporting when I go celebrate And I'm up late, fighting conversations with my conscious Trying to find what's real and what's nonsense I influence myself, stay away from what the ganj says Two thousand for a tape? I don't care about what my mom says She doesn't get it But I don't sweat it Inflations taking the generation It's getting hectic It costs to record up in my basement Cause nothings free, we might even need a penny Many people chase the henny The problem is they don't have a handle My hand is two kings, so what you texas holding b**h? I got the magic in my hand like the golden snitch Screw the iron I'm trying to rule with a golden fist Hoping it's The last time I have to say I wrote this sh**