Long Nights Early Am's

I just dropped a tape, hopped ona flight
It's time to tour it up
I ain't passin' out shots of Aneho, better pour a cup
I ain't got no wreck, cause niggas know that they can't fuck with us
Seem jus sent a text tape on the way to fuck the summer up

It seem like the more money I got, I lose more of my peoples
Walk down on a nigga, shot a movie, I don't work for Regal
I know a nigga fucked a hundred up and I ain't lyin

(100k)

I'm rich as fuck, might buy a bag, bitch, but I ain't tryin'

If I get cooked ain't reaching out,'cause you ain't saving shit for me
I just play my part, might show some love, I ain't never trust
I can sign for less than a quarter, bro, showed hunnid plus

(100k)

Horses in the engine, but the hawk, yelling giddy up

You a little boy compared to me, you ain't big enough
Huh, get your ticket up, you can't up a ten or none
I can turn you up, go hit the road or get a brick or some
Timbo wrecked the V, I'm mad as fuck, we couldn't spin or none

I don't fuck with niggas, peep the vibe and kept my distance from em
She like, why you always got that pistol on you
They can't get up on me, police locked up all my friends
Hell yea I miss my homies
2024, no standard Glocks

Put a switchy on it, you can fuck my hoe
If she reply, she ain't mine if she going
She keep askin' why I ain't got the time, cause the track keep on going
Bae I miss you too, I been on this road for weeks

Like my Glocks to hold a 30, keep that standard shit from me
If bro ain't lock me in the studio, ain't no tellin' where I be
I guess they know me now, got money
Now I owe em now?
Can't say that I'm the one, shots my twin

The second Golden Child

Takin' risks, we just wanted to be rich
If she a flirt then she a fuck, won't take her back that ain't my bitch, I got gorillas tryna eat
Just for a stack it getchu blitzed



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Writer(s): Davon Banks
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