One of Them Nights

Just one of them days
Just one of them nights
But I'm feeling okay
Yea I'm feeling alright
I'm going to make it through the day
While I'm clutching my pipe
In case someone try to play
I'm going to end they're life tonight, tonight

Running the money going to keep on going
He a little pussy he talk on the phone
When I pull up to your mother fucking crib
I'm a drop you in front of your mother fucking mom
Every day I live a life it's good
When I blow up I give back to the hood
Then I make sure that my fam living good
Give racks to people who help me get through it

Back on the same page back in the same place I'm on the block
Where I'm swerving the coop
Drifting the coop and I run from the cops
Where you can get shot were you can get popped and your body get dropped
Quit all of that talk
Before I spray your whole block

I don't got no time for nobody
Focused on bands cause the money more solid
If you hating on me fuck you bitch I'm balling, yea
And you know I got the ice on
And it shining with no lights on
I know that they want to be like me
Hating cause they ain't doing nothing, naw

Back on the same page back in the same place I'm on the block
Where I'm swerving the coop
Drifting the coop and I run from the cops
Where you can get shot were you can get popped and your body get dropped
Quit all of that talk
Before I spray your whole block



Credits
Writer(s): Christian Lopez
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