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Only For The Night
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Show me, show me
Who you are, who you are
Show me, show me
Who you are, who you are
Show me, show me
Who you are, who you are
Show me, show me
Who you are, who you are
Look my son up in the eyes, every time he see me he be smilin'
Nigga got grown, look back like we used to be wildin'
Niggas pocket watchin', I swear that shit be really childish
House on the snow, I might just go buy me a plow, bitch
Pool on my body, I think I'm gon' need me a towel, bitch
Bae pulled up, I got the cat to send me out, bitch
C on my body, got in the coupe and now it's south, bitch
Give her that wood, I lay shit down like a pilot
Who you are
I'm that nigga
There'll never be another you
Be imitated, all that copy
Who you are
But it all go
Goddamn it, trace back to me
Who you are
I don't even know how to let my feelings out
Don't mention blood, bitch, that's you get killed about
Put Chiraq on, nigga, how you still in doubt?
Tell the judge to let all of my killers out
Pulled up in a Tonka, you in a Honda
Might go plain Jane until my time's up
Why I don't fuck with you? You ain't my kind of
Porsche or a Ferrari, can't make my mind up
Broke-ass nigga gon' say go get both of 'em
I'm in a Rolls Royce, ain't got no chauffeur
Used to post in Chiraq like a damn poster
Moved down to LA 'cause Chiraq colder
Younger me probably glad my dreams came true
Ask my ten-year niggas if I ain't came through
Bitch, I'ma smoke dope until I'm seventy-two
If I was broke, you was rich, nigga, I'd hang too
Man, that lean done put me to sleep and that shit keep me awake
That Lamborghini'll shave some time up off your ETA
Look my son up in the eyes, every time he see me he smile
Almost smacked my bitch 'cause she just cut my TV down
Used to be TV Johnny but now a nigga Elliot down
Tell 'em pull a Rolls up, they better be bringin' it now
Long way from the CTA, my front yard GTA
I dropped out of school, I don't know nothin' 'bout no GPA
She said I don't wanna lose him
Go around them hustlers and I hung around them losers
Slid with them shooters, lose or win, what you choosin'?
I got marching bands, make the band go acoustic
Said she ain't a fan but tryna suck me to my music
Had to put a chip in it just in case I lose it
I'm cooler than a fan, gave her a chance, dumb bitch blew it
You fat fucker, you fuckin' mullet
I'ma do my thing, nigga, pull it
How I didn't high hold my chinny chin
How my life I didn't lost many friends
Call me what you want, I won't get offended
I love money 'cause she just wanna see me win
You ain't got no pink slip, nigga, you use the CPN
You babbin' out that same mouth your teeth be in
Wasn't never nothin' else, I always been BD'in
I told her she can come over but
I-I-I-I got court in the morning
I gotta go watch the sink
I told her she can spend the night
Bitch gotta go back home real early in the morning
She hate when I'm off that drank, I don't ever wanna talk her name
Water drippin' out the faucet sink, workin' so I can go buy the bank
Fuck nigga, when you talk, it stink, I don't even wanna walk your way
Got a bag, I bought a steak, made a nigga wanna move away
Throwin' shells, don't catch on late, CPD DOA
Garage like a video game, chipped up, nigga, Frito-Lay
Used to tell my granny, "Baby, don't worry 'bout me, okay?"
Young soldier, I'll be okay
Hustle nigga, what she gon' say?
Hustle nigga, what she gon' say?
Hustle nigga, what she gon' say?
Hustle nigga, what she gon' say?
Hustle nigga, what she gon' say?
Hustle nigga, what she gon' say?
Hustle nigga, what she gon' say?
Used to tell my granny, "Baby, young soldier, I'll be okay"
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