ENTREPRODUCERS - FOR A.M lyrics

[Verse 1:BLKSUNCHILD] Look me right dead in my face, my n***a Do you feel God in my presence, I'm one of the Greats, my n***a It just ain't manifested yet I was born in the decade when the greats died Channelling energy ain't just heard from the grape vine I take what's mine, I'm blunt like that Most my feelings gone, it's tough like that She wanna f** "like that" Ever been hurt with yo' hardhead a** Zay ask women "do you like this sh**" Most of mine do, low-key trifilant Just don't admit; I been lost too Hell, right now I should reflect you In the masculine way That's how it is "you come from slave" Say break the chain, we all involved White kids but Sprite & Tylenol Adderal all night til' her panties drop Them high wasted shorts got her a** floppin She's a tad bit insecure Beautiful as the heavens I prayed for this love, all I get is the lust of it So stressed of it, though I'm loving the twist of the Thickening, boiling hot, Cajun pot of a plot I understand separation when you're saving the little sanity left It's bad enough you'll be hurt for a while With a 40 ounce, empty tabs on the ground [Chrous:BLKSUNCHILD] (Uhn uhn) This for the lonely, lonely (Background repeating "bad enough you'll Be hurt for a while with a 40 ounce, empty Tabs on the ground) This for the lonely, lonely This for the lonely, lonely (lonely) (Repeat) [Verse 2:BLKSUNCHILD] It was a normal night, smoking on the herb Playing Call of Duty "Zombies" in 2012 My lights were off at home, I'm crashing at my Brother's crib Getting it in rotation, eyes glazy Spark some incense, it's too hazy Don't want to cease this smile on my face But I peep this dollar bill pulling out his pocket Orgami folded, oral or the nose he had intentions Then his aura stopped glowing I'm really hoping that this ain't you huh This ain't you My moral character won't allow me to judge ya But I'll be damned n***a, a victim of the c**aine blues Divide the dollar them umph Divide the powder, we sin Too fast and can't breathe or win Then bloom the flower of life One day we'll get this sh** right Indulging in the wrong Use the gift of gab, seducing b**hes in my songs Distracted by my mental, you see me but I don't lean on Society to make up all the problems that the darkness takes up [Hook]