Trey Coachman - 5AM in Hell's Kitchen lyrics
[Trey Coachman - 5AM in Hell's Kitchen lyrics]
They say go to college and get that degree
It’s was a lot different, what I expected
This is for my 20 somethings out there
Yeah it’s Trey
5AM and still cutting up
All that conversation we started hours ago
We flow seamless through topics
Like tailors had intentions on the low
We know this late
Happiness wait's on the conscious
Na, the nights been nonsense
Speaking Spanish to buy flores from a Cuban
Ukraian push the bike pedals
Looking global with all my movements
But inside the kid is very disheveled, Why?
'Cause my actions ain't congruent
With my values
So check me like I'm walking out any store
Suit or sweatsuit on
You know they itemize cause
The checks ink match the
Color I habitually wore son what am I doing?
Walking in way to suave
And the girls look bad in
Spandex like half past always
As you said the impact has
More power than the intention
But damn we didn't think that
It'll be like this, huh
But how are you not knowing
What you're doing but
Still have happiness through your day to day
Maybe I need to switch lanes
Cause every moment I
Turn I can relate more to Training Day
Fuck what I know, what can I prove
Ain't nothing the same since we
Walked across the stage
A peaceful ending but non of us
Knew what the fuck was
Up and tried to stretch our
Luck onto the next page hey I'm just saying
I'm a self aware mess that can't
Patch through to my inner motives
I understand I need to work to reach the
Happiness while the price be above the quotas
But, If this college debt
Doesn't reflect all the
Progress I've made under half of a decade
Keep it pushing past these fuckers that say
Pause I'm a let it play yeah
'Cause yes I'm human in the base of it
But our tone makes it difficult
To face the shit
For the standards that are set
Cats starting on the top floor
While I'm cracking locks in the basement
In this race I'll get a gram
When it all hit's left
Shut up and let the smoke air out
'Cause cash can't change the
Past underneath the bandage
Don’t show the scars ‘cause that’s
When they clear out forget those has beens
'Cause on this side I’ve been rolling up
More needing a space to talk
Not to harp on bad decisions
But to cope with all these moments
I want to take lessons by the minute
Assess my progress in the beginning, middle
And end knowing what's right and limit's
May support forgiveness
But going to far go against the waves
I can't be mad if I've
Crashed like Edmund Fitz
'Cause Gerald on Zug Island
And who am I to talk when
We trying to get paid
It’s was a lot different, what I expected
This is for my 20 somethings out there
Yeah it’s Trey
5AM and still cutting up
All that conversation we started hours ago
We flow seamless through topics
Like tailors had intentions on the low
We know this late
Happiness wait's on the conscious
Na, the nights been nonsense
Speaking Spanish to buy flores from a Cuban
Ukraian push the bike pedals
Looking global with all my movements
But inside the kid is very disheveled, Why?
'Cause my actions ain't congruent
With my values
So check me like I'm walking out any store
Suit or sweatsuit on
You know they itemize cause
The checks ink match the
Color I habitually wore son what am I doing?
Walking in way to suave
And the girls look bad in
Spandex like half past always
As you said the impact has
More power than the intention
But damn we didn't think that
It'll be like this, huh
But how are you not knowing
What you're doing but
Still have happiness through your day to day
Maybe I need to switch lanes
Cause every moment I
Turn I can relate more to Training Day
Fuck what I know, what can I prove
Ain't nothing the same since we
Walked across the stage
A peaceful ending but non of us
Knew what the fuck was
Up and tried to stretch our
Luck onto the next page hey I'm just saying
I'm a self aware mess that can't
Patch through to my inner motives
I understand I need to work to reach the
Happiness while the price be above the quotas
But, If this college debt
Doesn't reflect all the
Progress I've made under half of a decade
Keep it pushing past these fuckers that say
Pause I'm a let it play yeah
'Cause yes I'm human in the base of it
But our tone makes it difficult
To face the shit
For the standards that are set
Cats starting on the top floor
While I'm cracking locks in the basement
In this race I'll get a gram
When it all hit's left
Shut up and let the smoke air out
'Cause cash can't change the
Past underneath the bandage
Don’t show the scars ‘cause that’s
When they clear out forget those has beens
'Cause on this side I’ve been rolling up
More needing a space to talk
Not to harp on bad decisions
But to cope with all these moments
I want to take lessons by the minute
Assess my progress in the beginning, middle
And end knowing what's right and limit's
May support forgiveness
But going to far go against the waves
I can't be mad if I've
Crashed like Edmund Fitz
'Cause Gerald on Zug Island
And who am I to talk when
We trying to get paid