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5 AM (Remix)

from HOMAGE by Aly Aboushaca

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Mix/Mastered by Nathan Rosario, Produced by Boi 1Da and Noah '40' Shebib

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Gave a fuck once
Smoke weed to put it blunt
What you mean you wanna leave?
I'm all you need you stupid cunt
Lyricist of the month
Trynna hit?
Nah
Trynna punt
Odd man out
Fuckin runt
I'll eat you for fuckin brunch
Only the finest dinin
Red winin (whinin)
But nothin to complain about
Knock you into orbit
For that dirty mouth
Ain't funy money
But I'm laughin to the bank
Like Kevin Hart signed
My check blank
L Ride a half of this dank
I'm a tank
Gimme some space
No Bey but (butt)
Girl in HOV lane
Moon some ass
Out the back
Of a white Cadillac
Just a lil wayne (wane)
Can't spit fire?
Fuck you sayin
I know you wanna
Put it out so
Start sprayin
Have the people
Have you slain
Fuckin Saddam Hussein
Bolt through the game
Like Usain (you sane)
Trynna be famous
You lame
Make you die brainless
Cobain
I call him Malcolm
He my middle man
Call him my son
He my little man
Talk shit run into
Some bull shit
Spain
Kill the flow
Like Jermaine though man
Not dupri, J. Cole man
Same attract same
Get it?
Lame attract lames
I lay low like a halo man
Lowkey Barry White
Some Marvin Gay
No Charddonay
Jusy Hennessy
For Tupac's sake
Cause nowadays
Everybody playin
But nobody sayin
Just clear the way
I'm here to stay
Like Peter Pan
In Neverland
But not the ranch
Don't lie to me
Girl I know you
Selfie society
Only worry bout yourself
Well shit don't
Need my help
Drizzy Drake
No Drake Bell
Call out ya daddy
Montel
Caught some waves
Like it's swell
Well see wit me
You could never tell
If I'm the type
To go to heaven or hell
But know I don't spit
Only to sell
I do it for the
Memory of Melly Mel
And the Grandmasters
Gotta know where it's from
To see where it's goin after
Childish Gambino Flow
I am not a rapper
Keep em on a need to know
My pace is always faster
Candy paint drippin
That can taint ya character
But now you defined by
The objects shape in the plaster
I represent truth and ideas
You could never kill me bastards
Got bars for days
Pretentious motherfucker
Back to my imperial ways
Wade through the grass blades
In the everglades of
Mileys and Billy Rays
Goal to blow up Michael Bay
Northwest of Kim and Ye
Give a fuck about
Whatta critic gotta say
They break it down
But never create
Fire off the top
Creme Brulee
I cremate your words
And ash em in an ashtray
Scatter remains in the wind
And they forget your name
Rain on em a couple days
Now you washed away
Insecure cause you're who to blame
Actin like ladies
Goin gaga over fame
Never endin debate
Like Trayvon case
And they know I
Knead the dough don't
Need a bakery
Enemies consistency
Is lookin flaky
Go ahead forsake me
I don't need your help
Imma save me
Comin to you live
from the mind of Aly

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from HOMAGE, released May 5, 2014

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