As I get closer to the skyways
All I hear
And then I hear my baby's voice in my ear (Aimonmyneck made it)
Screamin' out
Ayy
2 AM And I'm live
I just left out the club with the gang
And a high yellow bitch that's real thick in the thighs
You know me, I be shootin' my shot
When I got the lil' bitch, I wasn't even surprised
In the club looked her deep in the eyes
Said "You comin' with me, if you with it, let's ride"
Got a text, "When you comin' inside?"
Off the liquor, didn't know what to say so I lied
I text back like, "I'm late at the stu"
"Tryna cook somethin' new, it's just me and the guys"
She text "Hmm," I ain't even reply
Then I rolled up a 'Wood while I gripped on her thighs
Start to kiss on her neck, know this bitch feelin' high
Ain't gon' lie, shit, her pussy and head kinda fye
Ended at a hotel somewhere off 35
F*ck her good and rolled over, said, "Wake me in five"
Gotta piss, I wake up, man, it's 6:39
Outta time, now I'm on the highway and I'm flyin'
Look at my phones, not a soul on my line
Now I'm deep in my thoughts, I'm just knowin' she cryin'
I'm trippin', I'm tryna straight out all the lies
'Cause I know if I slip, it's gon' damage our ties
I done did it before, I can't do all this cryin'
It's 2 AM, I'm just gettin' in, about to check my message
No one has called but my homies and some bill collectors
Cellular rings, somebody wants to borrow money
I two-way her, she don't hit me back, somethin' is funny (ayy)
She gon' ask where I was, I'ma answer, "What time?"
"Where was you around three?" I think I was outside
"But you told me the stu," we got there at like five, but it's seven
Shit, Deion had asked for a ride
Now I got it together, I pull up outside
It's three cars in this lot and one of 'em ain't mine
Now I'm clutchin', I unlock the door, creep inside
I heard thumpin' upstairs, so I cocked the bitch quiet
Hit the top of the stairs, think I heard my girl cryin'
Now I'm thinkin', should I kick the door
And kill everything in it except for what's mine?
I don't know but now I'm at the door
And she screamin', "Go deeper," he tell her be quiet
I walk in, tell the bitch that she wild
Tell the nigga he moved and it's 'bout to go down
Tell them both to shut up and don't even make a sound
She said, "But-", I said, "Shut the f*ck up and lay down"
"Next person move, I'ma let off a round"
Now I'm pacin', I'm tryin' to see how I'm gettin' down
If I kill 'em both then that make me a clown
Mama told me don't trust 'em but look at me now
One in the chamber, two faced on the ground
Got me like, should I leave and just burn this bitch down?
I wake up, it's a dream, I'm outside of my house
It's 2 AM, I'm just gettin' in, about to check my message
No one has called but my homies and some bill collectors
Cellular rings, somebody wants to borrow money
I two-way her, she don't hit me back, somethin' is funny
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The song "2AM" by BigXthaPlug explores themes of infidelity, emotional turmoil, and the complexities of relationships. It captures a moment in time filled with both excitement and anxiety, reflecting on the nightlife and the consequences that follow the reckless decisions made during those late-night escapades. The narrative tells of a protagonist who juggles the thrill of physical relationships and the guilt that arises from his actions, often leading to intense internal conflicts and reflections.
"2AM" by BigXthaPlug intricately weaves a narrative of nightlife, temptation, and the fallout of infidelity. The song captures the exhilaration of living in the moment while also highlighting the emotional burdens and moral dilemmas that accompany such a lifestyle. Through the vivid storytelling and raw emotional conflict, it compellingly portrays how one's choices can lead to deeper psychological struggles, leaving listeners to reflect on the cost of their actions.
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BigXthaPlug"2AM" by BigXthaPlug intricately weaves a narrative of nightlife, temptation, and the fallout of infidelity. The song captures the exhilaration of living in the moment while also highlighting the emotional burdens and moral dilemmas that accompany such a lifestyle. Through the vivid storytelling and raw emotional conflict, it compellingly portrays how one's choices can lead to deeper psychological struggles, leaving listeners to reflect on the cost of their actions.
From Album: Take Care
Genre(s): Hip Hop, R&B
Language: English
Length: 3:04
Written by: DeShaun Williams, Robert Kelly, Vladislav Zabornikov, Xavier Landum
Released: October 11th, 2024
Year: 2024
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As I get closer to the skyways
All I hear
And then I hear my baby's voice in my ear (Aimonmyneck made it)
Screamin' out
Ayy
2 AM And I'm live
I just left out the club with the gang
And a high yellow bitch that's real thick in the thighs
You know me, I be shootin' my shot
When I got the lil' bitch, I wasn't even surprised
In the club looked her deep in the eyes
Said "You comin' with me, if you with it, let's ride"
Got a text, "When you comin' inside?"
Off the liquor, didn't know what to say so I lied
I text back like, "I'm late at the stu"
"Tryna cook somethin' new, it's just me and the guys"
She text "Hmm," I ain't even reply
Then I rolled up a 'Wood while I gripped on her thighs
Start to kiss on her neck, know this bitch feelin' high
Ain't gon' lie, shit, her pussy and head kinda fye
Ended at a hotel somewhere off 35
F*ck her good and rolled over, said, "Wake me in five"
Gotta piss, I wake up, man, it's 6:39
Outta time, now I'm on the highway and I'm flyin'
Look at my phones, not a soul on my line
Now I'm deep in my thoughts, I'm just knowin' she cryin'
I'm trippin', I'm tryna straight out all the lies
'Cause I know if I slip, it's gon' damage our ties
I done did it before, I can't do all this cryin'
It's 2 AM, I'm just gettin' in, about to check my message
No one has called but my homies and some bill collectors
Cellular rings, somebody wants to borrow money
I two-way her, she don't hit me back, somethin' is funny (ayy)
She gon' ask where I was, I'ma answer, "What time?"
"Where was you around three?" I think I was outside
"But you told me the stu," we got there at like five, but it's seven
Shit, Deion had asked for a ride
Now I got it together, I pull up outside
It's three cars in this lot and one of 'em ain't mine
Now I'm clutchin', I unlock the door, creep inside
I heard thumpin' upstairs, so I cocked the bitch quiet
Hit the top of the stairs, think I heard my girl cryin'
Now I'm thinkin', should I kick the door
And kill everything in it except for what's mine?
I don't know but now I'm at the door
And she screamin', "Go deeper," he tell her be quiet
I walk in, tell the bitch that she wild
Tell the nigga he moved and it's 'bout to go down
Tell them both to shut up and don't even make a sound
She said, "But-", I said, "Shut the f*ck up and lay down"
"Next person move, I'ma let off a round"
Now I'm pacin', I'm tryin' to see how I'm gettin' down
If I kill 'em both then that make me a clown
Mama told me don't trust 'em but look at me now
One in the chamber, two faced on the ground
Got me like, should I leave and just burn this bitch down?
I wake up, it's a dream, I'm outside of my house
It's 2 AM, I'm just gettin' in, about to check my message
No one has called but my homies and some bill collectors
Cellular rings, somebody wants to borrow money
I two-way her, she don't hit me back, somethin' is funny
All I hear
And then I hear my baby's voice in my ear (Aimonmyneck made it)
Screamin' out
Ayy
2 AM And I'm live
I just left out the club with the gang
And a high yellow bitch that's real thick in the thighs
You know me, I be shootin' my shot
When I got the lil' bitch, I wasn't even surprised
In the club looked her deep in the eyes
Said "You comin' with me, if you with it, let's ride"
Got a text, "When you comin' inside?"
Off the liquor, didn't know what to say so I lied
I text back like, "I'm late at the stu"
"Tryna cook somethin' new, it's just me and the guys"
She text "Hmm," I ain't even reply
Then I rolled up a 'Wood while I gripped on her thighs
Start to kiss on her neck, know this bitch feelin' high
Ain't gon' lie, shit, her pussy and head kinda fye
Ended at a hotel somewhere off 35
F*ck her good and rolled over, said, "Wake me in five"
Gotta piss, I wake up, man, it's 6:39
Outta time, now I'm on the highway and I'm flyin'
Look at my phones, not a soul on my line
Now I'm deep in my thoughts, I'm just knowin' she cryin'
I'm trippin', I'm tryna straight out all the lies
'Cause I know if I slip, it's gon' damage our ties
I done did it before, I can't do all this cryin'
It's 2 AM, I'm just gettin' in, about to check my message
No one has called but my homies and some bill collectors
Cellular rings, somebody wants to borrow money
I two-way her, she don't hit me back, somethin' is funny (ayy)
She gon' ask where I was, I'ma answer, "What time?"
"Where was you around three?" I think I was outside
"But you told me the stu," we got there at like five, but it's seven
Shit, Deion had asked for a ride
Now I got it together, I pull up outside
It's three cars in this lot and one of 'em ain't mine
Now I'm clutchin', I unlock the door, creep inside
I heard thumpin' upstairs, so I cocked the bitch quiet
Hit the top of the stairs, think I heard my girl cryin'
Now I'm thinkin', should I kick the door
And kill everything in it except for what's mine?
I don't know but now I'm at the door
And she screamin', "Go deeper," he tell her be quiet
I walk in, tell the bitch that she wild
Tell the nigga he moved and it's 'bout to go down
Tell them both to shut up and don't even make a sound
She said, "But-", I said, "Shut the f*ck up and lay down"
"Next person move, I'ma let off a round"
Now I'm pacin', I'm tryin' to see how I'm gettin' down
If I kill 'em both then that make me a clown
Mama told me don't trust 'em but look at me now
One in the chamber, two faced on the ground
Got me like, should I leave and just burn this bitch down?
I wake up, it's a dream, I'm outside of my house
It's 2 AM, I'm just gettin' in, about to check my message
No one has called but my homies and some bill collectors
Cellular rings, somebody wants to borrow money
I two-way her, she don't hit me back, somethin' is funny
Writer: DeShaun Williams, Robert Kelly, Vladislav Zabornikov, Xavier Landum
Copyright: Lyrics © NOREMAC MEDIA GROUP
Copyright: Lyrics © NOREMAC MEDIA GROUP
