Fourty-Five

The night is dark, the day is light My mind is high, my vision bright
My check cashed, roll stack Machine Twisted, I ain't give a Fuck about the operation

Load it up, that's motivation Run Away, dirty fights on dirty sprite

Fight, fight, at the club all night Covered in the blood, light

Trophies for the fight, right Make It to the top, magic make you die
45, to your mind, make it blow Suicide bomb, strap off, opps Lapse, die, die
Scream for bitches, stripping on Ice cream

The night is dark, the day is light
My mind is high, my vision bright My check cashed, roll stack Machine

Twisted, I ain't give a fuck about The operation
Loaded up, that's motivation
Run away, dirty fights on dirty Sprite

Fight, at the club all night
Covered in the blood, light Trophies for the fight, right
Make it to the top, magic make You die 45, to your mind, make it Blow

Suicide bomb, strap off, opps Lapse, die, die Dream for bitches, Drippin' on ice cream
The night is dark, the day is light My mind is high

Drugs, guns, mask, weed, drink, Trip Repeat, do it all again
In the a.m., wake and bake, wake And trip Trip late, 12 a.m., why You always on my case

Bitch, let me live in peace, yeah

Find out who I be, I never trip
Over all these little things If I Cross you out my life, then I don't Look back
No contact unless it lead

This lifestyle
Drugs, guns, mask, weed, drink, Trip Repeat, do it all again

In the a.m., wake and bake, wake And trip Trip late, 12 a.m



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Writer(s): Raymond Howard
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