3AM (in my feelings)

3 AM in my feelings
I miss looking up staring at the ceiling
Cute disaster got me caught up I can’t see things
Off white, a new balance tryna cope it ain’t dope
But a triple star can’t even fix things
Got a red rari staring at my keyrings
Rich or broke I be running up full swing,
Ay ay but I can’t cope I just choke
Sitting in a bar across the front row
Isolated, smoking up and talking slow
I’m thinking in my head that’s so outer space
Forty bitches crossing eyes like a frat base
Blinding lights playing on the radio
Eyes folded, lights out, catching vibes slow
I be looking at a girl then my iPhone
Being crazy stoned that’s all I know
A shawty come up to me, back to basics
She from uptown hanging in demonic places
Body looking fire with a Gucci fit
Armani jacket locked me up like I’m QTip
A VVS neck that’s a pipe dream
Tryna find this but in reality
This a vision in my head that’s so hard to see
Another nic hit and it's coming right back to me
3 AM in my feelings
I miss looking up staring at the ceiling
Cute disaster got me caught up I can’t see things
Off white, a new balance tryna cope it ain’t dope
But a triple star can’t even fix things
Got a red rari staring at my keyrings
Rich or broke I be running up full swing,
Ay ay but I can’t cope I just choke
Baby wants to kill me for motivation
I’m seeing seethrough panties in a naughty placement
Hazelnut eyes got me in a spin
I be crossing left-right like a Kobe swish
Seeing things double time I just can’t move
I be zoning out people like a hellish blue
Shit happens, it’s all capping, I’m straight up laughing
I can’t stand it, I’m so tantric, it be too dramatic
3 AM in my feelings
I miss looking up staring at the ceiling
Cute disaster got me caught up I can’t see things
Off white, a new balance tryna cope it ain’t dope
But a triple star can’t even fix things
Got a red rari staring at my keyrings
Rich or broke I be running up full swing,
Ay ay but I can’t cope I just choke
Sitting in a bar across the front row
Isolated, smoking up and talking slow
I’m thinking in my head that’s so outer space
Forty bitches crossing eyes like a frat base
Blinding lights playing on the radio
Eyes folded, lights out, catching vibes slow
I look at a girl then my iPhone
Being crazy stoned that’s all I know