21 Savage - 3AM on Glenwood

Woah, I get rid of all the smoke like Ozium

Shorty got that real jelly, yeah, petroleum

Niggas actin' like my kids and they be older than him

Can't believe they killed Skinny, I really growed up with him

I'ma leave a lot of niggas covered in roses for him

Spray the witness, I ain't leavin' no Jehovah for them

Won a Grammy and I couldn't even show it to him

Put my face inside a line up, niggas know that I'm him

Anybody speakin' on my brothers got stepped on

Pull up from the three like Stephen

And the coupe bald-headed like the other Stephon

Put my kids in private school so they could get they prep on

Think my heart made out of Teflon

What? What? Think my heart bulletproof

You ain't got a mask, I can show you what a hoodie do

Pull the string tight 'til your eyelids covered too

I think they on the left, roll the window, hit the lights, boom

Everybody wish they switched sides when we comin' through

Everybody wish they was inside when we comin' through

I pray that you ain't on the other side when we comin' through

PTSD and I mean it