Will Claye - Wee Hours Lyrics

Lyrics Wee Hours - Will Claye



Troubles ain't gon' last you always
You gotta get it out the wee e e e e e of the night
Troubles ain't gon' last you always
You gotta get it out the wee e e e e e of the night
Look, Troubles ain't gon' last you always
Bow yo head as we pray
I'm tryna stop Katrina, how I wipe these tears out my face
Cuz' ain't shit sweet where we stay
And ain't shit televised
So you better stand close when I'm tellin' mines
Cuz' the daily news fake, they be tellin lies
Look
I'm tryna fight for my people
Fight for what's right, fight for what's equal
It's two sides to the sequel
What you gon' do when you die and they brief you
What you gon' do with them blessings you prayed fo'
What you gon do when they shoot, better lay low
Real niggas in the stable
Gotta stay loyal, that's the way a nigga rate you
When you goin' up that's when everybody hate you
You don't get it first time, gotta take two
You don't get it second time gotta take three
Fuck it, keep goin' till you end up where the cake be
Tryna lay my momma up where the lake be
She don't understand what she did when she made me
Outside of the screen like I'm AD
She was grinding tryna get it for her baby
True statement
Came up out the mud, all I had was motivation
Now I'm on the station, tryna give the game to the next generation
Troubles ain't gon' last you always
You gotta get it out the wee e e e e e of the night
Troubles ain't gon' last you always
You gotta get it out the wee e e e e e of the night
Wee e e e e e of the night
Wee e e e e e of the night
Baseline make a right, right, right, right
Rear view see the lights, lights, lights, lights
I ain't do shit
But I know the police get to shooting' on site, site, site, site
Let me calm my nerves, gotta be cool when I speak these verbs
My mind moves like a pc work
Gotta keep it real when I speak these words
Oh, for the side, I gotta plead
I'm gon' never die when I'm on my knees
Stand tall, gotta speak from the chest with it
Elevate gold chain round' my neck with it
Real niggas, with in they quotes with the set in it
Dice game, I be talkin all bets with it
When you come to my space
Better be laced, I'm gon need a muhfiuckin check with it
I'm gon need a muhfuckin check with it
I'm gon need a muhfuckin check with it
I'm gon need a muhfuckin check with it
Don't be made if you failed to f did it
I be flickin up chicks like Hef did it
South side, tryna get it out the jects with it
Millie on the crib so we don't gotta stress in it
A nigga two official in this bitch, double refs with it
I be lookin in the mirror like the best did it
Troubles ain't gon' last you always
You gotta get it out the wee e e e e e of the night
Troubles ain't gon' last you always
You gotta get it out the wee e e e e e of the night
The wee e e e e e of the night
The wee e e e e e of the night
Night
Night



Writer(s): Khalil Abdul-rahman, Sam Barsh, Daniel Brian Seeff, William Claye


Will Claye - Wee Hours
Album Wee Hours
date of release
04-06-2021




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