Night Off
Can't get ahead
Can't get ahold
Been in my lane
I'm in control
My soul it glow
It can't be sold
You see my cards
No I can't fold
I'm seein' clear
And you can't tear down
What's in my head
Don't need no bailouts
I'm not in jail
No we can't fail nah
That's on my gang
Now that we here now
You M.I.A
I took the night off
I felt like flexin'
You won't see one flaw
Only perfection
I set a new bar
You try to catch it
You think you gone far
More like far-fetchin'
Lance been a landmine
Movement detection
Anyone who threaten
Anything I'm reppin'
I took my mind and
Turned it to a weapon
Yeah
I had the answers
You
Had all the questions
Yeah
Don't get me started
I just need me a second
I wade into the moment
That's word to my nigga Redden
I'm Raiden to my ops
The perfect storm for the weather
The pain that's worth the pleasure
Obtain by any measure
And shit
Cause I know my ops
Don't know what we know
I see the green
They look like Shego
Steez like Ron Stoppable wit' a ego
And just to top it I get the lead girl
All this bravado should be illegal
Your problem was thinkin' that we were equal
Upgrade the engine
Went up to diesel
Keep myself up
I'm like a easel
And you can't tear down
What's in my head
Don't need no bailouts
I'm not in jail
No we can't fail nah
That's on my gang
Now that we here now
You M.I.A.
I've done
Questionable things
Also extraordinary things
Revel in your time
Can't get ahold
Been in my lane
I'm in control
My soul it glow
It can't be sold
You see my cards
No I can't fold
I'm seein' clear
And you can't tear down
What's in my head
Don't need no bailouts
I'm not in jail
No we can't fail nah
That's on my gang
Now that we here now
You M.I.A
I took the night off
I felt like flexin'
You won't see one flaw
Only perfection
I set a new bar
You try to catch it
You think you gone far
More like far-fetchin'
Lance been a landmine
Movement detection
Anyone who threaten
Anything I'm reppin'
I took my mind and
Turned it to a weapon
Yeah
I had the answers
You
Had all the questions
Yeah
Don't get me started
I just need me a second
I wade into the moment
That's word to my nigga Redden
I'm Raiden to my ops
The perfect storm for the weather
The pain that's worth the pleasure
Obtain by any measure
And shit
Cause I know my ops
Don't know what we know
I see the green
They look like Shego
Steez like Ron Stoppable wit' a ego
And just to top it I get the lead girl
All this bravado should be illegal
Your problem was thinkin' that we were equal
Upgrade the engine
Went up to diesel
Keep myself up
I'm like a easel
And you can't tear down
What's in my head
Don't need no bailouts
I'm not in jail
No we can't fail nah
That's on my gang
Now that we here now
You M.I.A.
I've done
Questionable things
Also extraordinary things
Revel in your time
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Writer(s): Lanre Pratt
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