Yi Fang - Catz 'n Dogz, Taco Hemingway

Everybody wanna hang out right now

But it seems I can never put the mic down

My friends swimming in the clout with the white powder

And my ears is just the legend from Chi-town

I’m in China-town London where I’m hiding now

On my flat there is a minor crowd

Sippin Taiwanese Bubble tea, dressed in Balenciaga

On my mind couple of things, Imma write them down

Really I’m worried 'bout grandma

She couldn’t handle me moving away

Plus I was going to call her just last night

Although I promised to do it today

Just cause I don’t have to worry 'bout money

They wanna tell me I can’t be in pain

I should be wiping my tears with these hundreds

When I can’t fall asleep at 3 AM

At 3 AM, at 3 AM, at 3 AM

I just wanna go to sleep now

I got issues in me deep down

Try to call her, and read out

Counting money, I’ve been praying for a week now (cash!)

Stack the kings and the queens in my wallet

It’s a motherfucking orgy

It’s been going for a year now

Walking on the moon, never kneel down

They pull my paper like a tree house

My girl asleep but I can’t do it

Temple of my mind is a damn ruin

In the middle of nowhere like Stan Kubrick

Got the ZAiKS stealing money I can’t prove it

I got no skills I make music

So that happened by chance I ain’t choosing

I’m just lovin' biggie and Pac, my name too big

To be doing shit publicly, I ain’t stupid

I’ve been feeling kinda cooped up

Writing lyrics in a tour bus

Pour the vodka and the juice up

I just wanna disappear, just the 2 of us

I’ve been feeling kinda cooped up

Writing lyrics in a tour bus

Pour the vodka and the juice up

Taki dziwny widok kiedy patrzę w lustro

At 3 AM, at 3 AM, at 3 AM, at 3 AM, at 3 AM, at 3 AM, at 3 AM

Ask me why I’m doing this

(At 3 AM)

Am I gonna ruin this

(At 3 AM)

Am I gonna make you cry

(At 3 AM)

Are you gonna say goodbye

(At 3 AM)

Ask me why I’m doing this

(at 3 AM)

Am I gonna ruin this

(Ask me again)

Don’t ask me again

Never ask me again