Che AM - A.M.

AM
Uh

Drop the AM bitch I'm fucking timeless (aye)
Left my watch in el segundo
Losing track of the segundos
But it's better for my mental health
So never mind it
They can't see the purple rain it's ultraviolet
Flying by the seat my pantalones
I'm on on autopilot
But at least a nigga up in the air
I can't imagine what the viewed be like from down there
Yea yeah

Got checks coming thru the mail
Can finally exhale
Long as there's bread on the tablе
We living life in a fable
Lеaving a trail
They couldn't see the vision till we put the it in braille
And tripled the scale
Big picture getting bigger
The devils in the details
I'll meet u in hell
Or high water god flow
Make em say the our father
I know what they plotting
When they got they eyes closed
In the tea leaves
Uncle Iroh
I'm in a GT bumping drive slow
Secondhand off of something I rolled
Fucked up my plans caught vibe tho
Had me singing like
Heavy is the head that rock the chain I rock a couple
(yea)
Heavy is the head that rock the chain I rock a couple
I said heavy is the head that rock the chain I rock a couple
So It ain't nothing to me
(aye)