Nick@nite
Packin' up the whip and then we ride for the night
Rollin' up the blunts need four or five for the night
Bring over her friends, go catch a vibe for the night
Catch some Z's, Catch my flight
Catch some Z's, Catch my flight
Amethyst hangs while the moon shines bright. Gotta watch my back, gotta watch my back
When in Hollywood I tie my shoes real tight. Get to know the map, get to know the map
It's a damn shame how you live like that, always seeking fame grab a pill bite back
Rather make a flip and fuckin' build my stack, stack some bills bring 'em back, I pay my bills
Like that
Pyrotechnics turn my hydro to smoke, planted seeds, watered them and they grow
About my roots, ginger's burning my throat. Compass spinning lifting off and then I go
Another dimension I go, I float and I float and I float, smoke and I smoke just to cope
Still intricate stitch in my coat. Life ain't really what it seems, tossing in and out of dreams, brighter than
Some high beams searching for the (For the) finer (Finer) things
Packin' up the whip and then we ride for the night
Rollin' up the blunts need four or five for the night
Bring over her friends, go catch a vibe for the night
Catch some Z's, Catch my flight
Catch some Z's, Catch my flight
Rollin' up the blunts need four or five for the night
Bring over her friends, go catch a vibe for the night
Catch some Z's, Catch my flight
Catch some Z's, Catch my flight
Amethyst hangs while the moon shines bright. Gotta watch my back, gotta watch my back
When in Hollywood I tie my shoes real tight. Get to know the map, get to know the map
It's a damn shame how you live like that, always seeking fame grab a pill bite back
Rather make a flip and fuckin' build my stack, stack some bills bring 'em back, I pay my bills
Like that
Pyrotechnics turn my hydro to smoke, planted seeds, watered them and they grow
About my roots, ginger's burning my throat. Compass spinning lifting off and then I go
Another dimension I go, I float and I float and I float, smoke and I smoke just to cope
Still intricate stitch in my coat. Life ain't really what it seems, tossing in and out of dreams, brighter than
Some high beams searching for the (For the) finer (Finer) things
Packin' up the whip and then we ride for the night
Rollin' up the blunts need four or five for the night
Bring over her friends, go catch a vibe for the night
Catch some Z's, Catch my flight
Catch some Z's, Catch my flight
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Writer(s): Nicholas Rogers
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