Night Off

Never had time before now my phone always ring
I remember they was sleepin I was out in the rain
Tryna go get that bag I been workin for days
Never took a night off kuz I was workin the js
Never had time before now my phone always ring
I remember they was sleepin I was out in the rain
Tryna go get that bag I been workin for days
Never took a night off kuz I was workin the js

Work work work rather moving the shit
I got a couple hundred 20s in a banded up grip
Got a bag on my back got some I got some Timb's on my feet
I got a fully loaded clip called my goofy delete
They be moving they feet real fast when I drive by
They think that I ain't peeping but they giving me side eye
They don't wanna admit it but they gon see what my moves do
I knock em off quick when I throw em for two two
The cutie 55 I be bussing the same spot
They took me last year I cant go back to the same cot
Now every time I ride the dash 160 or better
And I'm gon do the whole thing if I'm peeping the red or
The blue I ain't going in & out like I'm sewing
I shake the telly when it's hot if it's bad then I go in
I know they hate that I'm so good v8 in my under hood
Won't tell em I'm that dude kuz that shit been understood

Never had time before now my phone always ring
I remember they was sleepin I was out in the rain
Tryna go get that bag I been workin for days
Never took a night off kuz I was workin the js
Never had time before now my phone always ring
I remember they was sleepin I was out in the rain
Tryna go get that bag I been workin for days
Never took a night off kuz I was workin the js

I ain't say I was gon do it I'd rather jus let you see it tho
No time to grab em I'm riding round wit bout 3 or 4
Sneak in the pole let it blow Kobe 24
Forty five cologne lace a goofy from the head to toe
Lace up Balencis I'm steppin and i'm so clean man
Pull the street sweeper I dust em nd leave em clean man
Seen Grand geeks they posted up on the side streets
Pullup nd I creep buck em and count bout 5 gs
I'm the top jugger I'm pickin up geeks jus like a booger
Caught up w the Ruger threw some racks to my lawyers booker
Fuck a jail case I beat em nd do the stale face
I could mail weight I'd rather it through the railway
Its a sale I ain't no fucking dealer man
Spin around the block nd air it out like a ceiling fan
Promise they gon feel my pain I ain't no one to go down easy
Slip in through the window crack em all wit the AR peezy



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Writer(s): Antonio Pulliam
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