Lyrics 3AM IN LOVE (feat. Ashtray) - Monarck

(Ooh)
In the elevator, sparking while I'm going up
Losing vision of myself before I know enough
Feeling fifty, and in thirty, i'll be throwing up (Yeah)
Time to numb it up, stay right here
I'm leaving with another bitch tonight
Is it you or am I lying when I write (When I write)
Back and forth that I been playing, is it me?
You can smell it on my breath, it isn't right (It's not right)
Why you gotta play with my heart?
I been on, sicin me a J when it get dark (Yeah)
I could never say, "What happened to us, we fell apart"
When she hit my phone, "What you doing" like we at the - start
Go ahead, just let me see (Let me see)
We been back in the B3
Oh, I know you gotta "be free" (Yeah, you be free)
Just go ahead and leave me

Where this bitch taking a drink to fuck in this club? (Oh, to fuck in this club)
All in my phone, full a missed calls, full of my dubs, oh
Take two down just to get down, just to get fucked (Yeah, just to get fucked)
In her life, in her phone, all in her guts, oh
Imprint on her brain, since you been doin' me
Drive like 60 minutes a day just to be through with me
No excuses, on that blah-ah-ah-ah (Oh, okay)
You know I make that bitch say ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
And where was you when I was sayin' you the one? (No you the one)
3 AM that red and blue, I'm on the run, oh
And when I blocked that bitch she knew that she fucked up (That she fucked up)
I could get her back in my phone whenever I want, oh
Oh
Whenever I want, oh
And I gave that bitch every little thing that I got, oh
But she looked at me for everything that I'm not, no
Got me stuck in a loop, oh
I been needing somebody
But I'm tired of running, no
Got me stuck in a loop
Got me stuck in a loop
Got me stuck in a-

Drugs inside my system all year
Double up a cup, I can't be thinkin' all clear
3 AM, the floor pressing, ringing on my ear (Yeah)
Waiting for you, wishing you was showing up - here (Ooh)
I pop pills, them Perkies
Ringing up my hoes, tryna get picked off them worries (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Typa shit we been on
I been too faded, just answer the phone

Shawty poppin' bars, up in Mars playing with the stars
Grab me by the arm, got the charm, fuckin' in the car
We ain't going far, I won't know this bitch tomorrow (Not tomorrow)
Shit, I don't really love her I just met her at the bar (At the bar)
Think she meant for me, but she just one of many more (Many more)
Go and grab the keys and put the pedal to the floor
Fleeing out the scene, she call my phone I press ignore
I put that shit on DND 'cause I just know she'll beg for more (Beg for more)
But she always get her way, that's how she got me (Got me)
Said she'll slide, she's on her way to come and top me (Top me)
But I know it's how she play, she getting cocky
And no matter what I say, she'll never block me
Bitch, get the fuck outta my face now (Get the fuck out)
Think you better it's whatever, make me say how (Make me say how)
Say she on her way, she on her way now
All her problems solved with just a make-out (Ah)

Drugs inside my system all year
Double up a cup, I can't be thinkin' all clear
3 AM, the floor pressing, ringing on my ear
Waiting for you, wishing you was showing up - here (Ooh)
I pop pills, them Perkies
Ringing up my hoes, tryna get picked off them worries
Typa shit we been on
I been too faded, just answer the phone