Night Off

Trynna live my life a bit vicarious
Been changing all these moments into characters
I'm tired of filling cups, just so I can live it up
And then I'll run it back to back until I'm scared of it

My life is getting better so I cherish it
If I come into a problem I take care of it
See rapping's like a plate of food
Some is bad and some is good
It really all depends on who's preparing it

All these cats out here, they lookin' like they fake though
You say you chillin', but you really fake snow
I'mma question what I'm really trynna' take home
'Cause ain't nobody lookin' like a take home

I'm 'bout the cash flow
I'm 'bout the max dough
I'm 'bout the past flows
I'm 'bout the macs though

Like watching movies with the sound off
I know I'm 'bout to take off
Amigos in the booth and they steady watching playoffs
I'm never getting tied up, always got some time off
And if you messin' with the vibe I'm sure you'll take the night off

See I'm like Cal Scruby, I don't glorify drugs
You're girl been in my DM's wanting more of my hugs
I tied balloons up to my house, I know that I'm UP
And if you mad, it's too bad, little chad, You done dried up
Aye, you done dried up. Boy

I'm 'bout the cash flow
I'm 'bout the max dough
I'm 'bout the past flows
I'm 'bout the macs though

Like watching movies with the sound off
I know I'm 'bout to take off
Amigos in the booth and they steady watching playoffs
I'm never getting tied up, always got some time off
And if you messin' with the vibe I'm sure you'll take the night off

This is crazy bro, I'm sure you'll take the night off
Yeah, I'm about the cash flow
Got my hands tied with the rent for the condo and the Lambo
Yeah, ya'll don't know about the Lambo, never go slow
Life in the fast lane, we don't feel pain
Shorty give me brain 'til I pass out, all I do is cash out
And I swear, everything wet, diamonds on my chest
Yeah I stay blessed, God-

VV's on my wrist, they be dancing 'round the clock
Dallas been calling saying Junior got shot
Your chick stayed the night, made her sleep on the cot
My mind went blank, who to thank but a Thot

Forty on a drink and I didn't take a sip
Never down to kill but I'm down to bust a lip
Shorty on my brain, she gon' send me through a trip
She said she need my money, told that honey get a grip

Never trust a ho, never trust a trick
Catching up with bros, let em know about a lick
Might just ice my teeth, might just ink my face
Might just blow up quickly then find out I caught a case

I'm 'bout the cash flow
I'm 'bout the max dough
I'm 'bout the past flows
I'm 'bout the macs though

Like watching movies with the sound off
I know I'm 'bout to take off
Amigos in the booth and they steady watching playoffs
I'm never getting tied up, always got some time off
And if you messin' with the vibe I'm sure you'll take the night off
Huh!



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Writer(s): Jack Yaeger
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