Riding Nightly

Crisp nice jeans

Fresh white Tee

Wit yo main bitch

Yeah I might be

Showing off and shit

Because she like me

Why you pressing hard?

Let the vibe breathe

When my time free I spend it wit ya dime piece

I be on that Hit shit, let the time freeze

Ultra Instinct; this is beyond me

This is what the angels must be feeling like when they up there just floating in the clouds

So high and it that I'm never coming down

Cut another nugget, roll it up and pass it 'round

I thought Noopa told you "got that pack he's on the way"

Well I been yielding all this ganja I just pick it out the pound

I tell him "fuck it spark two up because i love to smell the sound"

Citgo rolling doobies up but got the fronto on him now

Had some people wit me used to smile up in my face

I see em these days and it turns out they have a frown

You know I have to cut you off because you always let me down

Had to cut you off because you never held me down

Really my heart got bruises

I gotta stay on my duties

And you got too many excuses

You can't be living and losing

You gotta show em who you is

Get off yo ass and do it

Yeah

I still remember the days

All of this pain in my heart and memories all in my brain

I still found a way and forgave

It used to drive me insane

BUt i think the perky suppress it

Trusting you taught me a lesson

If you real I don't gotta guess

If you working for me I don't gotta be out

Riding Nightly

Crisp nice jeans

Fresh white Tee

Wit yo main bitch

Yeah I might be

Showing off and shit

Because she like me

Why you pressing hard?

Let the vibe breathe

When my time free I spend it wit ya dime piece

I be on that Hit shit, let the time freeze

Ultra Instinct; this is beyond me

This is what the angels must be feeling like when they up there just floating in the clouds

So high and it that I'm never coming down

Cut another nugget, roll it up and pass it 'round

Had to cut you off because you always let me down

You know I have to cut you off because you never held me down

Step up in my shoes I bet you couldn't walk a mile

Two stepping in the club because I got it on me now

I told you my heart is bruised

I gotta stay on my two feet

I can't be making excuses

I don't like feeling so useless

No one can do what I do

I gotta show em the truth

I gotta win I can't lose