5AM Intro

[Intro: Bill Withers]
Ain't no sunshine when she's gone
It's not warm when she's away
Ain't no sunshine when she's gone
And she's always gone too long
Anytime she goes a-

[Verse]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, aw, aw
(Ooh, Justin, I like this one)
I had to adjust what I'm on (On)
Just so I could Christian Dior step
And no it ain't five in the morning (Five in the 'morn)
But girl I been tired of the nonsense
And I can't describe what I'm on (I'm on)
'Cause, no, they ain't seen what I'm on yet
But, yeah, they'll see me ballin'
If I just put my all in
And I ain't really got the time
To bite thеse other niggas styles, huh
Put in work to makе it mine
But now it's time to give it all up
Peace of mind, I'm gone need it if it's gon' be me and you
I don't fight with my demons, think I beat 'em all too, yeah
Thinking bout hundreds and scheming
Going through life and ain't knowing the meaning
I said “I love you”, know that I mean it
And no, I don't trust her, ain't showing her feelings
They see me vibing, It's getting 'em heated
She just be lying, she know I won't beat it
My name they hollering 'cause I been eatin'
And he brought the goons, but i brought the demons
The fans they been feenin' for all of this music
I ain't been dropping and shit
And I know they gon' judge me
For all of my movements, but im acknowledging shit
And I know they gon' watch me and judge it
They gon' hate till the day that I go, right until he start bringing me home
Tired of the fuckery at five in the morning
Follow through when you say your word is bond, baby
And you gon' prove what you say cause you got off for me
We turnt up on a Tuesday, you made it pop baby
My little star, baby
You see what im on baby
This ain't Lacoste homie
This that Fendi' pride, homie
If you my dog, homie
Act like you my dog homie, yeah
Tired of the fuckery at five in the morning