Harlem Nights
On a dark desert highway, cool wind in my hair
Warm smell of colitas, rising up through the air
Up ahead in the distance, I saw a shimmerin' light
My head grew heavy and my sight grew dim
I had to stop for the night
These niggas want the smoke, tell 'em they can really get it
They don't know my background, 'cause I never let a nigga spill it
All my pockets, fill it, all my money and division
First my fam and then my brothers, niggas know I'm not for splittin'
I'm a nigga straight from Harlem, all these bitches better listen
I could grab or kill, ghostin' on 'em like a nigga missin'
If you ever take a shot, you better pray ya aim ain't missin'
'Cause I'm backin' out from range, in playoff mode, I'm Scotty Pippen
I'm dumpin' off from range, quick release'll do 'em dirty
Stephen Curry when I'm shootin', smoke is lethal from this .30
Got two ladies on my side, the only bitches who defend me
Split ya circle, dumpin' semis
Move the rocks out more than Denny
Niggas drinkin' dirty water while I'm fazed up on this Henny
Money stacks, I get it plenty
Name someone who do it better
Bitches crazy in my inbox, 'cause I'm dubbin' 'em for cheddar
Niggas got one life to live, but I'm movin' like forever, gang
First off, fuck a hatin' nigga's place of bizz, huh
If I pull up on his shawty, she'll be takin' a tip
I'm makin' her flip
Screamin' while she takin' the dick
This ain't even my final form, she just takin' the tip
Another tip is cash rules and we benefit from the dollar
But to grind harder, just move smarter or why bother?
If I get a lane, I'm shootin', that's word, ask my partner
Lyrics line up sharp, it got me thinkin' we barbers, you feel me?
Superheroes, niggas spittin' with power
Niggas' Galactus with music, beats what we devour
If you look up "young kings," we'll be who you encounter
We good on our own two, that's word to my trousers, uh
People say they see the future in me
For them' I'm livin' like my dreams, lucid, you see?
We a-head of the class, head never up ass
I grab my pen and my pad, then influence the streets, Trill
On a dark desert highway, cool wind in my hair
Warm smell of colitas, rising up through the air
Up ahead in the distance, I saw a shimmerin' light
My head grew heavy and my sight grew dim
I had to stop for the night
No, this ain't no singin' shit, dumpin' off, we leavin' quick
Niggas' on some don't disturb, pullin' up, we ringin' shit
Pullin' up, we ringin' shit, bag 'em up, chi-chi-chingin' shit
I ain't talkin' all white baldie, us niggas cleanin' shit
Diamonds hold the nasal shifts, these niggas' on that nasal sniff
Press me in a Uber, dumpin' off and give ya face a lift
Give they face a lift with this tool, ain't talkin' paper clips
And it's a French Nina, it can't wait to give ya face a kiss
Trippin' off that clean Bacardi, make amends don't mean you sorry
Pullin' up in clean Ferraris, cop ya bitch and leave ya party
Trippin' off Bacardi, she really think she life of the party
Tryna call me "Papi," she fiendin' to go on a safari
Got some niggas marked for scams, money bounties mark and blam
Tommy hold a bunch a cams, I swear this Gina mark ya Pam
Tryna scam, grabbin' my Pam, don't make me grab my Tommy
Jackin' that I'm Rowdy, but I'm slidin' and shootin' like Bobby
Oh nah, nah this
Nah, this back-to-back shit (Yo, bro)
You was right with that (You know you shitted on that)
(You know you shitted on that) Ooh
Tryna scam, grabbin' my P—
Nah, niggas don't watch 'Martin', bro, hahahaha
Nah, aight, aight, let me get back in there (Aight, ready to go?)
(Ready to go?) Yeah, let me get back in there
Let me get back in there, yeah
(Aight) Aight, I'm ready
Ice in my veins, but never movin' in vain
Always improve ya brain, no pain, no gain
I know it's hard to explain, I go over heads, I'm a plane
No ceilings, I feel like Wayne, I'm pavin' my own lane
For fam, I'm a strong cane, helpin' 'em shrink the pain
Tryna stack long-range, my brothers, we think the same
I know money make 'em change, not us, we stuck in our ways
Put our heart up in this game, test us and get hit with flame
I keep a steady pace, always stay ahead the race
Give 'em all extensions, spray it out and let the doctor lace
No, this shit is not for fakes, better not step up out ya place
Everything that's holy, man, I swear this song is not for grace
Deady in a foreign whip, classy with a foreign bitch
Money stackin', storin' shit, niggas' out here snortin' shit
Flick the wrist, I'm scorin' quick, VVS is on my wrist
Designer fashion nothin', but the way this shine is dumb to miss
On a dark desert highway, cool wind in my hair
Warm smell of colitas, rising up through the air
Up ahead in the distance, I saw a shimmerin' light
My head grew heavy and my sight grew dim
I had to stop for the night
Warm smell of colitas, rising up through the air
Up ahead in the distance, I saw a shimmerin' light
My head grew heavy and my sight grew dim
I had to stop for the night
These niggas want the smoke, tell 'em they can really get it
They don't know my background, 'cause I never let a nigga spill it
All my pockets, fill it, all my money and division
First my fam and then my brothers, niggas know I'm not for splittin'
I'm a nigga straight from Harlem, all these bitches better listen
I could grab or kill, ghostin' on 'em like a nigga missin'
If you ever take a shot, you better pray ya aim ain't missin'
'Cause I'm backin' out from range, in playoff mode, I'm Scotty Pippen
I'm dumpin' off from range, quick release'll do 'em dirty
Stephen Curry when I'm shootin', smoke is lethal from this .30
Got two ladies on my side, the only bitches who defend me
Split ya circle, dumpin' semis
Move the rocks out more than Denny
Niggas drinkin' dirty water while I'm fazed up on this Henny
Money stacks, I get it plenty
Name someone who do it better
Bitches crazy in my inbox, 'cause I'm dubbin' 'em for cheddar
Niggas got one life to live, but I'm movin' like forever, gang
First off, fuck a hatin' nigga's place of bizz, huh
If I pull up on his shawty, she'll be takin' a tip
I'm makin' her flip
Screamin' while she takin' the dick
This ain't even my final form, she just takin' the tip
Another tip is cash rules and we benefit from the dollar
But to grind harder, just move smarter or why bother?
If I get a lane, I'm shootin', that's word, ask my partner
Lyrics line up sharp, it got me thinkin' we barbers, you feel me?
Superheroes, niggas spittin' with power
Niggas' Galactus with music, beats what we devour
If you look up "young kings," we'll be who you encounter
We good on our own two, that's word to my trousers, uh
People say they see the future in me
For them' I'm livin' like my dreams, lucid, you see?
We a-head of the class, head never up ass
I grab my pen and my pad, then influence the streets, Trill
On a dark desert highway, cool wind in my hair
Warm smell of colitas, rising up through the air
Up ahead in the distance, I saw a shimmerin' light
My head grew heavy and my sight grew dim
I had to stop for the night
No, this ain't no singin' shit, dumpin' off, we leavin' quick
Niggas' on some don't disturb, pullin' up, we ringin' shit
Pullin' up, we ringin' shit, bag 'em up, chi-chi-chingin' shit
I ain't talkin' all white baldie, us niggas cleanin' shit
Diamonds hold the nasal shifts, these niggas' on that nasal sniff
Press me in a Uber, dumpin' off and give ya face a lift
Give they face a lift with this tool, ain't talkin' paper clips
And it's a French Nina, it can't wait to give ya face a kiss
Trippin' off that clean Bacardi, make amends don't mean you sorry
Pullin' up in clean Ferraris, cop ya bitch and leave ya party
Trippin' off Bacardi, she really think she life of the party
Tryna call me "Papi," she fiendin' to go on a safari
Got some niggas marked for scams, money bounties mark and blam
Tommy hold a bunch a cams, I swear this Gina mark ya Pam
Tryna scam, grabbin' my Pam, don't make me grab my Tommy
Jackin' that I'm Rowdy, but I'm slidin' and shootin' like Bobby
Oh nah, nah this
Nah, this back-to-back shit (Yo, bro)
You was right with that (You know you shitted on that)
(You know you shitted on that) Ooh
Tryna scam, grabbin' my P—
Nah, niggas don't watch 'Martin', bro, hahahaha
Nah, aight, aight, let me get back in there (Aight, ready to go?)
(Ready to go?) Yeah, let me get back in there
Let me get back in there, yeah
(Aight) Aight, I'm ready
Ice in my veins, but never movin' in vain
Always improve ya brain, no pain, no gain
I know it's hard to explain, I go over heads, I'm a plane
No ceilings, I feel like Wayne, I'm pavin' my own lane
For fam, I'm a strong cane, helpin' 'em shrink the pain
Tryna stack long-range, my brothers, we think the same
I know money make 'em change, not us, we stuck in our ways
Put our heart up in this game, test us and get hit with flame
I keep a steady pace, always stay ahead the race
Give 'em all extensions, spray it out and let the doctor lace
No, this shit is not for fakes, better not step up out ya place
Everything that's holy, man, I swear this song is not for grace
Deady in a foreign whip, classy with a foreign bitch
Money stackin', storin' shit, niggas' out here snortin' shit
Flick the wrist, I'm scorin' quick, VVS is on my wrist
Designer fashion nothin', but the way this shine is dumb to miss
On a dark desert highway, cool wind in my hair
Warm smell of colitas, rising up through the air
Up ahead in the distance, I saw a shimmerin' light
My head grew heavy and my sight grew dim
I had to stop for the night
Credits
Writer(s): Paul Medford
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