Night After Night (feat. BuDouble)

'Member them long-ass nights in the field?

With the steel, totin' chrome-ass pipes

'Member them long-ass nights in the field?

With the steel, totin' chrome-ass pipes

And e'erybody tryna do the song that's white

But, in real life, I made the song last night, woo

Last night, it was one of them nights

I had so many hoes, I was feelin' like a dyke

I brought two of 'em home, exposed 'em to this life I live

And both them hoes was tryna spend the night

I'm like, "Fuck, this is my main bitch, wanna fight?"

I'm not gon' argue tonight, you good, shorty, you right

'Cause puttin' my hands on her, for what?

I ain't the type, my pops taught me, don' touch her

Just fuck her like she yo' wife

So I do that

I swear, I'm the wrong **** to shoot at

'Cause you could hide, but I'ma find out where you at

Don't be surprised, shells comin' flyin' wherever you at

Ambulance arrive, no, you dyin' wherever you at

'Cause ****, them hollow tips, it be hurtin'

If you ever get shot by one below your waist

Then they on purpose, 'cause I'm tryna murk you

I'm tryna hurt you, and then dirt you

And I won't forget about you

So I'ma go and get a search

Rest in piss

They like I love that two cups

That's my shit, she like, "I love you too much"

That's some shit, he like, "now, fall back lil brah, that's my bitch"

I'm like you ain't never just cuffed

But **** be crazy as hell

Smoke dope till my eyes get lazy as hell

Gotta bad bitch ridin', she crazy as well

And this .40 turn his brains to some gravy, a meal

I'm crazy as hell, see this pain, you can tell

This anger I built you get stained with the steel

You think you ridin' for 'em for his mains you get killed

When you hear this .40 bang, see his brain, let her sing for you

Hold off

I remember them never-ending nights with my celly

In that bitch boat smelly

23 and one-one, shower a week

When they pop the truck, got chow for us to eat or the mail

Smellin' like my gal, I smell at shit

Inhale that shit, think fuck that bitch

'Cause she want me to pick, I ain't finna be stressin' over no bitch

While I'm doin' a bit

So fuck it, back to the subject

Celly if its mine, don't touch it if you drop it of flush it

They shake this bitch, and you got contraband

Boy, admit that it's yours and you just gotta cuff it

Yeah, I remember them lonely-ass nights

I was wonderin' why my homies ain't write

Maybe 'cause they're doin' wrong

Shit, I'm goin' rogue and I still find time to write some of the bros

Let 'em know that I'm here

Hold your head up, shorty, trap half way home

Prison just took court

Damn, they just gave a real **** 40

That's worse than hearin' that it ain't yours on Maury

**** ain't real, heard it night after night

Lost a few homies, shit, it's life, not a fight

Right? RIP 'em, all on the mic

Two cups full of ice, drinkin' Sprite after Sprite

I done been there, done that, masked up, gun black

Night after night, makin' bitch **** run at

Yeah, pussy **** run that

Crossover to the other side, you won't come back

Yeah, I'm talkin' barriers, hearts gettin' heavier

Seems so your best, close, friends gotta carry ya

Met the streets, yeah, first night that I married her

Damn, no wonder why my life got scarier

'Member them nights, when she ain't call my phone?

Like, broksi, I got the pipe

Nobody gon' ride, I know that you wan' strike

I heard about that crazy shit you did when you was with your wife

So I know you wit' it

I picked him up, switch rental, like fuck it

Go op hunting, see who I want and I'm like slump him

He like "I'll trunk him", I'm like, "Hell, naw, 'cause then you gotta dump 'em"

Might as well, just slump him folks bail out

Put two in his face, that way he don't get to yell out

And if you get a case, real **** don't sell out

This crack money, I'ma save it up till you bail out

I pour up two cups, light a L, put a L out

It's TFG, it's PBG, the shit I yell out

If you be seein', DOA what it spell out

I'm street smart, but mama told me, don't never fell out

But I remember them nights, when mama told me, "Get the hell out"

Hold off