Nightshow
Yeah, like after the after-party, and stuff like that
AlayTM, Prakhar getting jiggy with my main man
We hang out and the motherfucking chains swang
Of all that I've chosen, what did I choose
For my happiness I've made an excuse
I'm been trying to keep my cool
I'm pissed off and it's been stewed
By my time is overdue
I've been starting all the feuds
And I can't be the only one
Thinking that I gon be in a noose
Trippin of them xans, put em with that faygo
First things first R-I-P uncle Phil, Jermaine cole
Spin around us like a tornado
You can't say no
Pull up to yo mans with a custom Draco
On your grave, we dancin, kinda like D Lo
Then sprint naruto
Bussing down with a new flow
Making sure my accountant is in account
Get out the after-party, bout time we bounce
When I was a rookie, I had all my doubts
But then ridin my nightmares like Tim taking a route
Me and the music, feel like we bound
80s music & drugs, influenced us, grab it like a rebound
How many thousands on some jewelry, man I can't recount
How many thousands on shit, man I can't count
TNT, we gon start making our own mark, liked being crowned
Of all that I've chosen, what did I choose
For my happiness I've made an excuse
I'm been trying to keep my cool
I'm pissed off and it's been stewed
By my time is overdue
I've been starting all the feuds
And I can't be the only one
Thinking that I gon be in a noose
AlayTM, Prakhar getting jiggy with my main man
We hang out and the motherfucking chains swang
Of all that I've chosen, what did I choose
For my happiness I've made an excuse
I'm been trying to keep my cool
I'm pissed off and it's been stewed
By my time is overdue
I've been starting all the feuds
And I can't be the only one
Thinking that I gon be in a noose
Trippin of them xans, put em with that faygo
First things first R-I-P uncle Phil, Jermaine cole
Spin around us like a tornado
You can't say no
Pull up to yo mans with a custom Draco
On your grave, we dancin, kinda like D Lo
Then sprint naruto
Bussing down with a new flow
Making sure my accountant is in account
Get out the after-party, bout time we bounce
When I was a rookie, I had all my doubts
But then ridin my nightmares like Tim taking a route
Me and the music, feel like we bound
80s music & drugs, influenced us, grab it like a rebound
How many thousands on some jewelry, man I can't recount
How many thousands on shit, man I can't count
TNT, we gon start making our own mark, liked being crowned
Of all that I've chosen, what did I choose
For my happiness I've made an excuse
I'm been trying to keep my cool
I'm pissed off and it's been stewed
By my time is overdue
I've been starting all the feuds
And I can't be the only one
Thinking that I gon be in a noose
Credits
Writer(s): Jeevan Reddy
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