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3AM (feat. flgrim) Video (MV)




Performed By: Fububandit
Language: English
Length: 3:00
Written by: Gabriel Descamps, Karl Pelletier




Fububandit - 3AM (feat. flgrim) Lyrics
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Almost shed a tear when I left
Mind dazed, but I ain't cried yet
Tires screeched bumping Sublime
And everything then was alright
Wish I could see her one more night
So I could f*ck her one last time
Still got this bitch on my mind
Why the f*ck am I so confined
And bitch I'm still on my grind
Making beats that remind
F*cking bitches of her kind and I'm
Smoking up till I'm fried
I feel it in the darkness
F*cked up I'm being reckless
3 a.m. and I'm cooking up
Smoking up, pass the blunt
I feel it in the darkness
F*cked up I'm being reckless
3 a.m. and I'm cooking up
Smoking up, pass the blunt
Pass the blunt you f*cking cunt
We do this shit for fun
All the times we said I love you
Shit was fake and now it's gone
Really thought you were the one
But you're just like the rest
All you want is my money damn, what a stress
Loyal bitches decreasing less
Stuck in this matrix what a mess
People fake
Making friends is like taking a guess
You don't want me you want success
But you ain't there when I progress
Unless I give money then you finesse
So I will disappear and
Leave no motherf*cking address
I feel it in the darkness
F*cked up I'm being reckless
3 a.m. and I'm cooking up
Smoking up, pass the blunt
I feel it in the darkness
F*cked up I'm being reckless
3 a.m. and I'm cooking up
Smoking up, pass the blunt
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Almost shed a tear when I left
Mind dazed, but I ain't cried yet
Tires screeched bumping Sublime
And everything then was alright
Wish I could see her one more night
So I could f*ck her one last time
Still got this bitch on my mind
Why the f*ck am I so confined
And bitch I'm still on my grind
Making beats that remind
F*cking bitches of her kind and I'm
Smoking up till I'm fried
I feel it in the darkness
F*cked up I'm being reckless
3 a.m. and I'm cooking up
Smoking up, pass the blunt
I feel it in the darkness
F*cked up I'm being reckless
3 a.m. and I'm cooking up
Smoking up, pass the blunt
Pass the blunt you f*cking cunt
We do this shit for fun
All the times we said I love you
Shit was fake and now it's gone
Really thought you were the one
But you're just like the rest
All you want is my money damn, what a stress
Loyal bitches decreasing less
Stuck in this matrix what a mess
People fake
Making friends is like taking a guess
You don't want me you want success
But you ain't there when I progress
Unless I give money then you finesse
So I will disappear and
Leave no motherf*cking address
I feel it in the darkness
F*cked up I'm being reckless
3 a.m. and I'm cooking up
Smoking up, pass the blunt
I feel it in the darkness
F*cked up I'm being reckless
3 a.m. and I'm cooking up
Smoking up, pass the blunt
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Writer: Gabriel Descamps, Karl Pelletier
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