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Late Night Livin'
- Yo!
- Its like 3 in the morning
- And I'm still in the booth
- So you know what we bouta do
- You ready?
- Let's get it
- Drinking, Smoking, Around the table passin'
- Living during the night cause that's where all the action
- Sippin' on Ciroc and turning blunts into ashes
- Doin' what is right, Livin' my life to satisfaction
- Never sold drugs
- no, no, no
- No never sold drugs on the come up
- But a nigga always down for the quick buck
- You feel me cuz
- Gotta do what I gotta do out in these streets
- To get mine may everyone else down and out rest in peace
- Don't take it personally it's not you but me
- I gotta put enough food on the table for the whole family to eat
- Cause once one nigga makes it everyone's gonna feast
- I could be considered a muthafuckin prophecy
- Went to school cause it was the right thing to do
- Just a bunch of bullshit like yabadabadoo
- I'm just getting gravy with cordon bleu
- Mix it all together and spit out the loot
- Pussy, Money, Weed is all I pursue
- You trying to do me but you gotta do you
- Not everyone can drive a mile in my butterfly top back chromed out gold
- Lamborghini Coupe
- Cause we Drinking, Smoking, Passin'
- Living during the night cause that's where all the action
- Sippin' on Ciroc and turning blunts into ashes
- Doin' what is right, Livin' my life to satisfaction
- (Ya heard)
- Cause we Drinking, Smoking, Passin'
- Living during the night cause that's where all the action
- Sippin' on Ciroc and turning blunts into ashes
- Doin' what is right, Livin' my life to satisfaction
- I play ball, I stand tall, get knocked down, get back up
- Cause it's not the fight, but the fight in you
- That determines if you gonna win or if you gonna lose
- Best part is in the end you get to choose
- I'd rather be dead than broke, don't take life as a joke
- Out on the street if I need to be sellin' coke
- No mulligans, you only get one life stroke
- Lock n load, aiming at your head, cocked back, bang, cloud smoke
- I live my life the way I want cause I'm not afraid to die
- And when it's my turn imma look death in its eye
- Call it a bitch like it was my ex wife
- Cause I ride for my niggas, and I'll be ridin' till I die
- Jump in the air, spread my wings wide and fly
- Up into the sky with my money right behind
- Smokin' to stay high, cloud nine, bitch check the time
- My life in overtime
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