2am In Philly - Moosh & Twist

Look, I’m on the verge of getting famous and getting married

At thirteen, teachers knew I was a visionary

I’m kinda wishing my parents sent me to seminary

Cause I’m a slave to the pussy because I bit the berry

Dog, I’m rapping like I been there before

Cause I gotta go and get it like my friend at the door

Man, we giving people careers, I’m so accustomed to that

They say it costs to be the boss, I guess I’m running with that

Mercedes-Benz, man that thing is incredible

Highly respectable, black-on-black body, you would think that it’s federal

Pull up on schedule, eating a edible

Smoking weed in public like it’s acceptable

Man, I’m so fucking credible (Ah!)

This alcohol, it got me driving like I’m Mrs. Daisy

I’m swerving in and out your lane, you like, «This nigga’s crazy»

Rose gold everything, got a check on my wrist

And trust I only said that word on a record like this

Dog

It’s like every time I spit a verse, someone get their feelings hurt

God forbid I spit a curse, I just want this shit to work

If you talkin', hit me first

Behind my back is just the worst, that can put you in a Hearse

God damn, what a beautiful day

Girl, I wanna take you out, so it’s cool if you stay

And you ain’t even gotta ask because she’s special to me

And she know I’m only half of what I’m destined to be

I’m like four, five seconds away from spraying these dudes

Tell me what the hell I say to these dudes

Me and Twizzy paved the way for these dudes, they couldn’t walk a single day in

my shoes

The ship’s sinkin', ain’t no savin' these dudes

Dog, look what type of crib I’m at

Stacking up my dividends

Hit the stage, break a leg, damn, Shaun Livingston

Boy so nice, got the whole world listenin'

Kicking down the door, cause that’s the only way I’m gettin' in

(Brrat!)

Yeah, I always had these big dreams deep down, so I’m rhyming now

Roley on my wrist, perfect timing now

I got the heart of a lion and tiger blood, word to Kylie now

Homie, somebody should probably calm me down

And now I like the way I’m rhyming on

Beats like it’s Ramadan

I be on Lil Wayne shit, got my styrofoam

Lay the wood down up on my chick, like a xylophone

Periodically, I’m in my element, though

I’m tryna change the world and get it, that’s my main objective

And you can stay corrected, never keep my name in question

You’re like the WiFi at my crib, we got a lame connection

Hangin' out the window, gang signs I’m throwin' up, just like I’m anorexic

Uh, this shit is nasty to me

I’m tryna tell y’all motherfuckers how it happened to me

I spaz on a beat

So you don’t got that passion to me

I want the whole damn thing, and you’s a fraction to me

I’m on this Chinatown bus, I got this duffle bag, full of work

Cocky with the flow, I could pass, but I put it first

This shit is crazy, the world that we live in’s fucked up

These cops asking questions second and shooting bullets first

You mean to tell me that we’re different cause my skin white?

Put this on my life, that’s my brother, fuck the skin type

See, I don’t see a difference

I was raised a little different

Cause of pigment, they would only give me five, and he would get life?

Damn, back to the topic at hand

So let me rap about the club, and all this guap in my hand

And let me lie about these bitches that be hittin' my phone

And let me tell you 'bout these pictures that they send to my phone

Truth is, I got a girl in my life that I love crazy

And I don’t really party, ain’t been in the club lately

Got a best friend I’ve known since I was six named Moosh Money

Anything in life, he would do for me

Yeah, everybody tryna ask me what the tour like

They be like, «You be on tour, right?»

I be like, «Yeah»

They be like, «Yo, tell me 'bout the tour life»

I be like, «I been fuckin' sleeping on the floor, like, shit»

I deserve it

Feel like I deserve it

(Yeah)