Up All Night
What a time yeah
They say money talks but they sounding like a mime yeah
If they ain't fucking with us then it's bed time yeah
Drinking all day and we party through the night yeah
Up all night we don't want to see the light yet
Dancing with my fucking demons
Only half a xan got you motherfuckers sleeping
Drinks overflowing 'bout to hop in the deep end
Everyday a party and we lit like the weekend
She don't pray but this something she believe in
This the lifestyle that got everybody dreaming
Talking all that shit got the whole crew beaming
Yeah
Give a fuck what you knew
If the party ain't lit then I'm throwing up the deuce
Troubled young souls yeah we swimming in the booze
They say they want the truth and I'm giving 'em the proof
The whole room spinning from the shit that we consume
Keep it a buck I never switch and I never miss
I would die for the fam on some martyr shit
This the motherfucking plan that I started with
They see the money now they wanna be a part of this
Oh
Where were you
When I had nothing before I even hit the loot
I'm counting this money until all my fingers blue
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
What a time yeah
They say money talks but they sounding like a mime yeah
If they ain't fucking with us then it's bed time yeah
Drinking all day and we party through the night yeah
Up all night we don't want to see the light yet
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
We don't wanna see the light no more
Yeah yeah
We don't wanna see the light no
They say money talks but they sounding like a mime yeah
If they ain't fucking with us then it's bed time yeah
Drinking all day and we party through the night yeah
Up all night we don't want to see the light yet
Dancing with my fucking demons
Only half a xan got you motherfuckers sleeping
Drinks overflowing 'bout to hop in the deep end
Everyday a party and we lit like the weekend
She don't pray but this something she believe in
This the lifestyle that got everybody dreaming
Talking all that shit got the whole crew beaming
Yeah
Give a fuck what you knew
If the party ain't lit then I'm throwing up the deuce
Troubled young souls yeah we swimming in the booze
They say they want the truth and I'm giving 'em the proof
The whole room spinning from the shit that we consume
Keep it a buck I never switch and I never miss
I would die for the fam on some martyr shit
This the motherfucking plan that I started with
They see the money now they wanna be a part of this
Oh
Where were you
When I had nothing before I even hit the loot
I'm counting this money until all my fingers blue
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
What a time yeah
They say money talks but they sounding like a mime yeah
If they ain't fucking with us then it's bed time yeah
Drinking all day and we party through the night yeah
Up all night we don't want to see the light yet
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
We don't wanna see the light no more
Yeah yeah
We don't wanna see the light no
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Writer(s): Cristian Garcia
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