Forty Forty

Forty days forty nights
Look at the time
I don't get tired
Everything got a price
Stand-off, bullets having a dance off
Hope you make it through the night
Im gassed out on my way to the penthouse
Catch me sleeping on the flight

Forty days forty nights
Look at the time
I don't get tired
Everything got a price
Stand-off, bullets having a dance off
Hope you make it through the night
Im gassed out on my way to the penthouse
Catch me sleeping on the flight

I put my trust in the dice
Niggas they calling, being annoying
Women, they being a nuisance
Cannot deposit ya two cents
Keep a dollar where the tooth is
Stay on the low, you making a ruckus
I know that this nigga a novice
Late nights, no lights
Too cold, Im froze
New shoes, Im cool
You snooze, you lose
I blew my fuse, Im misconstrued
I bring bad news
Never going back to having to choose
Pay attention what they put on the news
Throwing shots when you get up in the booth
What's that gonna do
Keep it a hundred and two
My nigga, he's off the juice
Ziggy will blow out the room
Its getting harder to focus
I blame it all on the shrooms

Forty days forty nights
Look at the time
I don't get tired
Everything got a price
Stand-off, bullets having a dance off
Hope you make it through the night
Im gassed out on my way to the penthouse
Catch me sleeping on the flight

Forty days forty nights
Look at the time
I don't get tired
Everything got a price
Stand-off, bullets having a dance off
Hope you make it through the night
Im gassed out on my way to the penthouse
Catch me sleeping on the flight



Credits
Writer(s): Shakka Bledman
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