Some Nights

Scared I wasn't gon' make it home some nights
Wondering am I gon' be a homicide
Kill you quick and find a side
Crazy, guess I get that from my mama side

Beef with us, don't even come outside
30 in the Glock, I keep that on my side
Ain't no questioning, my nigga, I'ma ride (southside)
Out there like some monkey bars, I'ma slide

I know one day I'ma die
Made some millions for my son so I'm aight
And I'm in that Bentley truck that's parked right outside
I know one I'ma die, but right now I'm alive

Need a purple heart for the s- that I survived
Better be alert if ever you and I collide
And I ain't limiting myself
This s-, I gotta strive

It look like a light show when I arrive

Straight up out the trenches
Had to squeeze that b- at least one time me and all my n-
We was young and dumb, I ain't know how to f- listen
So pay attention, hopefully I get to teach you different

All you young n- wild 'til you meet the district
He ain't even get through proccesing, this n- snitching
Get around a n- like me and they turn bitches
He ain't never did no street s-, I see through him instantly

Gotta take everything
Come with this s- or you gon' be like that
Gotta have that bail money
Gotta be ready to fight that
Blood ties with my n-, I got shot with project
Mally, he was with me too but we did dirt on top of that

My left pocket, wasn't no phone in it, my baby Glock in it
Summer Jam in front of 20, 000, I wish Roc was there
Seen't you in there witcho bop, you know I got the top from her
Anyway, that's off the topic
We talking 'bout them block shootouts and Glocks
So what about the opps?

S-, what 'bout the opps?
S-, what 'bout they bops?
What pop out they top?
Gang, you know how we rock

In clubs, am I not?
At shows, am I not?
Iced up, am I not?
Amiri's with knots
I ain't hard to find
All you gotta do is plot
I'm ready when you are

Riding back to back, two blacks
We like the mini bar
Love the shots, keep one up tops
Send them b- in any car

Ayy, ayy
And I'm on the E-way like Andretti, my new car
Loaded like I'm ready for armageddon
Boy, I came too far
To let a n- take me out this s-, now he a star

N- make me a block
N- make me a bar
I'm all in his raps, smoke him and his cigar
I know a nigga so cold
He shoot at the opps out his sister car
And it's over, b-
Our life ain't worth that p- boy

Know you been getting played out all yo life, you p- boy
2Pac told you first, "I ain't no killer, but don't push me", boy
So don't push me, boy
You know I'm gon' pull it boy
You're a bully, I ain't a bully
My auto fully

I rep that No Limit s- to the fullest
Hop out in public, I'm thinking 'bout leaving the blick out
I'ma tote my lil' s- in a hoodie
Came up from nothing, I still can't believe I'm legit
Everywhere I go I'm the s-

Been out here swaggin' like I'm that n- ever since I was six
Ain't gotta ask a n- for s- 'cause I'm f- rich
Ain't nobody give me nothing
Want a handout? Suck a d-

(Southside)



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Writer(s): Joshua Luellen, Herbert Randall Wright
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