Nights

I don't count my days, I just count my nights
I just made it through another one
I think I'll be alright
I see the light
And I'm in the mood to tell you I'm not in the mood I might
Vanish in my zone and disappear out of sight

Cook it up on my own, I don't need no chef
I don't need no ref, make the calls myself
Made the next note F
I think I hit the treble clef
There's no exact rhymes left

So I change the scheme, switch up the flow
Change my dream? Bitch, that's a no
I'm committed to this, finger got a ring
To match the crown that's my bling
Getting stoned on my throne, smo-king
Back to the thing bout a ring, I'm loyal
Back to thing bout a king, I'm royal
Need me a ting called queen to spoil
Hot like a ting a tea on boil

And I still keep my cool like foil
I spit like a cobra, spring from coil
Underground come-up they dig me like they dig oil

Hotter than chicken kitchen pollo
Plumas de rimas despimpollo
Plucked out a flow from so Flo for you
And I made it through these nights

I don't count my days, but I make 'em count
I withdraw a day each morning
And I don't know the amount in my account
So I live em out, it's been what I'm about
I'm just chasing down my dreams
Just so happens that I chased off my doubts

I don't count my days, I just count my nights
I just made it through another one, I think I'll be alright
I see the light
And I'm in the mood to tell you I'm not in the mood I might
Vanish in my zone, and disappear out of sight



Credits
Writer(s): John Stewart
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