5 A.M.

Title	5 A.M.
Artist	REMI
Album	Fried
Release Date	2019-07-12
Description	Back with their first release in over a year, Melbourne hip-hop duo REMI share their latest single “5 A.M.” ft. Whosane, out via their own imprint House of Beige Records. Remi’s effortless flow sways in precise time to Sensible J’s organic and world-class production, multi-layered in both meaning and musicality. Crossing between punctuated raps and satin-like vocals from Remi, J follows with rolling percussion that crescendos to old-school R&B choruses sung by friend and collaborator Whosane. The pair perform in a method where both talents shine, their ease in collaboration a product of finessing their personal brand of hip-hop, soul and R&B across multiple releases and stages.
Lyrics	[Intro: Remi Kolawole] Hey What you want from me? Can you tell me just, uh, hey What you want from me, baby? [Pre-Chorus: Remi Kolawole] If we don't wake up We are probably gonna meet the maker And once we wake up We are probably gonna need to break up [Chorus: Remi Kolawole] Up twelve stories, thinking 'bout calling Home before falling out like hair balding Five in the morning, high off endorphins Up twelve stories, thinking 'bout calling Home before falling out like hair balding Five in the morning, high off endorphins It's dangerous [Verse 1: Remi Kolawole] I'm so crazy, you're so crazy We both got demons we're escaping You're into the club and cocaine thing I'm into self-deprecating Now I'm self-medic-c-cating We're both cooked, soda is baking in My nostril take a sniff, start raving Lights start changing, eyes start glazing You embrace him, engage him Tongue on tonsils, so invasive Grab my coat, Uber is waiting Grab my throat, do what you came to do Hotter than eternal damnation New sensation, smack my face in (Whoa) Wasn't ready for that but I take it (Baby, baby, toxic relation) Now the sun's out, it's time to come down Trees cut down, smoke up and mung out You're dumbfounded, you're surprised I stuck 'round Didn't opt out like your other encounters But now we're mistaking drug cloud For the love cloud 'cause we're yet to touch down And we're both lost, but because we just found This way of drowning, doubt we're now bound here You might also like[Chorus: Remi Kolawole] Up twelve stories, thinking 'bout calling Home before falling out like hair balding Five in the morning, high off endorphins Up twelve stories, thinking 'bout calling Home before falling out like hair balding Five in the morning, high off endorphins It's dangerous [Post-Chorus: Remi Kolawole] If we don't wake up We are probably gonna meet the maker (That's the direction) And once we wake up We are probably gonna need to break up (It's for the best, baby) If we don't wake up We are probably gonna meet the maker (That's no question) And once we wake up We are probably gonna need to break up [Bridge: Whosane] You and I can't relate We've got nothing in common Every time we conversate There seems to be a problem You're so fine, I was wasted I let you talk all that shit But now I've got to leave [Verse 2: Remi Kolawole] 'Cause it's bad for my mental When you flip that switch and go mental I know you've got shit in your past That makes you want to hide and not Jekyll But you use me as your outlet Outbursts that keep me down at ground level Only time you help me elevate When you give me that brown powder they peddle At the club you work at I'm like a dog, tucked in her lap She says, "Sit", I'm sat there, gacked At the bar drunk 'til she got her cash Then it's back to bed and boom-booming We're not using those latex hats Then two months go by and you shoot him A text that makes my heart rate go beep So what you wanna do? 'Cause I'm down with whatever you choose So do we raise this baby like roof? Or do we make this baby go 'poof'? She said, "There's complications inside my womb That mean I can't reproduce But if I could've I wouldn't have told you I'd move so you'd never see your new fruit"