Whoa
I said Yeah Yeah Yeah
Said Yeah Yeah Yeah
I been all up in my depths like the Coast Gaurd
Yeah, parking lot pimping
Sizing up women
Wonder where I'm from my closest side representing
Shorty with the pump now fix a nigga trippin
This not for them hoes, yeah
This for the block and bros, yeah
This for the fam back home, yeah
Push shove a nine to your throat, uh
Baby girl looking at my scrotum
Probably flexing her emotions
Put them shits back where it came from
Every time I make love to you
Man I can't cum it'll be!
All night long
I swear it'll be
All night long
I swear it'll be
All night long
I swear it'll be
All
Oh, yeah
Niggas always tell me you can't be that yeah
Talking is so simple ain't no me out there
Walking steady vibing in my tree aw yeah
Got several mentions here and there but aw yeah
Bitches try to slide on me I cant see clear
Oxymoron spliff commit to me aw yeah
Feeling types of ways its like I'm trapped up in a cell box
Marijuana ease smoking midnight till the night pop!
All night long
I swear it'll be
All night long
I swear it'll be
All night long
I swear it'll be
All
I can make a sea of my tears
My life history through the years
My sovereignty spread to my peers
They eyeing me, dread my life here!
Tryna get some bread but I fear
A nigga end up dead that's for real
A nigga gone be dead that's the fear
The people out here making it ain't real oh
Look at all this money that they make aw yeah
Why cant I get peace with the cake aw yeah
Why these niggas tryna scrape the plate? aw yeah
You hungry
Niggas starving but you ain't! aw yeah
Looking at your crib and your cars
Looking at your checks and your broads
Looking for a space I can charge
Lets bring up that paddy wag trip to the light where I smoked at
Niggas say "De La, you know you got pumped up
Now you wanna hear your music go bump bump'
Got Mook Boy playing man imma sponsor
'Tell Juvy slow down, she said uh uh"
I got the crew we go wild must be something
We got red flag red haze like its Bompton
Tell your whole team please don't try him
Cant even figure out who's inspiring him
Tryna make it out into a life when
Poverty can be a thought in time
Riddle through my mind jotting on a time line
Wanna make it but I'm tryna get mine
Coming out my lot with that thing cocked
To a sticky situation getting mail cards
Back home just to make my whole heart drop
I can go into it but I rather not
Fuck your mans
Fuck the plans
Fuck Sam
Fuck that dance
Imma have it all iced out
Sorry in advance
Took the metal to the petal like I built it in the ghetto
Drop Success for the life deep and darker then Othello
Who me
Hell no she is not no angel
She flexing on a boy looking good every angle
Two years later phone call from a different phone
Contemplating death cause the tears falling too long
Yeah man the tears falling too long
This song is for you and your mind so you know
That there's different things going on in peoples lives all the time
You know what i'm saying All night long...