3 in the morning

do you ry at 3 in the mornin

worryin bout me roamin

with guys in the street

trina make ends meet



seems like 2 different worlds ya see

text after text 

yea i saw em but i took it as a test 

no responce from me...

ya see thats were i felt my best


reading each text hit me emotionally

at 3 in the mornin do ya think of me 

of course not 

youll never see

i dont know why i attempted to give this effort

it would be a better effort to visit an airport


mentally im done

got guys lined up on the phone 

so why attempt to give a pussy cat a bone

when pit bulls are waitin all alone

at 3 in the mornin ill be sleepin



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