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3AM
1
Hip-Hop/Rap
3AM adlı parça albümünün bir parçası olarak Vibe Nation Records/Dk tarafından 13 Haziran 2025 tarihinde yayınlandıInsomniatic - EP
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Çıkış Tarihi13 Haziran 2025
FirmaVibe Nation Records/Dk
Melodiklik
Akustiklik
Valence
Dans Edilebilirlik
Enerji
BPM95

Krediler

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Mike García
Mike García
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Mike García
Mike García
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
David Alderete/ PAINBEATS
David Alderete/ PAINBEATS
Producer

Şarkı sözleri

Still cold even though I'm spittin
Straight heat every time i spit
I can guarantee ima slide
Gifted and slick with the knowledge
I do what I please It's do or die
I come from a city where the
Streets we're full of sinners
By the way also a sinner sir
Vibes very sinster
In my prime minister
Look my direction might just have
You nervous black clouds hovering
I sense evil making its way through
Feeling like lighting McQueen on
Willy's Butte mind racing back and fourth
Negative thoughts trying to pop in
blocking them out like spam calls
3am witching hour time folks sending
Demons my way resend to sender
Not even a chance pray a bit
Enemies unaware what about hit them
Excuse me lames skiing into this music
Shit smooth asf without a doubt
I'll be on top in no time
Authentic to myself im only getting
Better within time ears fully up enemies
Preying on me like a fennec fox
Ain't nobody's ever gonna be
On my level nor have a part of
My hard earned money
Mind you writing this knowing this
9-5 is only temporary
Lames figuring a way to steal my light
Even far as sit with a psychic
Asking where I'm how does he do it
stay jealous I can careless
Déjame acabar esto bouta chime
In dummy's high risk when I arrive
Brief psychic wrong choice
Should've asked about me
As my name holds dearly
In physical&spiritual realm lo siento
Highly protected fingers clean
Squeaky clean
Mysteries never solved
Meditation was great stress relief
Smoke blunt y'all can never fuck with me
Not even on your best day
Move out the way this the fast lane
You just can't keep up with my pace
Slow traffic on the right
Almost my time gearing up
For what's to come
So remember my name
In loving memory of Mikey
Not dead yet just self centered 
Ima be the best to come out my city
watch them all come out
to be around but when they do
They gonna be fake
behold be sure to see
Be told im a story
Ahold in possession of glory
Uphold it's honor mentally been ready
Made of steel balls of steel
Heart of gold sitting at home
Laying low eating me a
Pepperoni and cheese
Hot pocket so cheesy
A lot of these folks un original
The off brand no value in life
Written by: Mike García
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