3🏪AM

DüKRüE - 3🏪AM

Yo, yo, check it, uh.

I guess I’m a troll, bro, didn’t even know,
Not tryna be a Debbie Downer, nah, just let it go.

Writing my lines, not about getting lit,
Ain’t flying high as a kite, or spitting out that grit.

Caught up in the aisles, yeah, I was unaware,
Gullible, fell for it, now I’m outta there.

Grabbing some beer, vape, and then I’m gone,
This ain’t the whole story, just a part of the song.

I’m all in on that late-night run,
Seven Eleven at 3 AM, under the sun.

Goin' to the store, lights shining bright,
Feels like heaven in the middle of the night.

Got those sea salt crisps, keep my vibe in motion,
Snacks on deck, got my own devotion.

Moving through the aisles, ain’t no time to stall,
Grab my goods, hit the counter, standing tall.

I’m all in on that late-night run,
Seven Eleven at 3 AM, under the sun.

Goin' to the store, lights shining bright,
Feels like heaven in the middle of the night.

Yo, I see the glow, like heaven’s gates,
No time like now, Seven Eleven awaits.

Gonna grab some more, gotta make it clear,
In and out the door, with my smokes and beer.

I’m all in on that late-night run,
Seven Eleven at 3 AM, under the sun.

Goin' to the store, lights shining bright,
Feels like heaven in the middle of the night.

Yo, that’s how it flows, that late-night vibe,
Seven Eleven scenes, that’s our tribe.

Rollin' with the rhythm, we’re in the zone,
Late-night runnin', never alone.

I’m all in on that late-night run,
Seven Eleven at 3 AM, under the sun.

Goin' to the store, lights shining bright,
Feels like heaven in the middle of the night.

I’m all in on that late-night run,
Seven Eleven at 3 AM, under the sun.

Goin' to the store, lights shining bright,
Feels like heaven in the middle of the night.