Night After Night (feat. Guwop Gang Weird Boy)

Everybody keep askin' me, "What's up with the story? Who was Guwop?"

"Why you always saying rest in peace, Clip?"

Shit, that's my big brother, On 4NEM, It's Weird

'Member them long ass nights

On the block with the Glock, gotta hold that tight

While I'm watching out for Fresh, while he serve that hype

'Cause I'm next on the jab and he next on the pipe

Right, You don't wanna know about my life

I was 12 with the shells, had a deuce and a Nine

Walk around the block in the Pelle while it's hot

But, I ain't talkin' 'bout the weather cause the Jake's outside

Or what about them days when I raked 'till I was tired?

You can ask Miss Rose, she on Race, right now

Up in Tom's Pop shoes and I sold rocks too

On the corner with the Stones, I wasn't never in the house

So all that shit they talk they gettin' buried with it now

'Cause I'm running with the gang and I'm heavy with it now

And still showing love, I ain't petty with it now

Don't compare me to no **** that ain't never left the house

Really, I be in the field actin' silly, with the weed and the pills, you can get a 3/50

You can even mix and match if you got the whole 60

And I even take change, bitch, I need every penny

**** hatin' in the burbs, **** hatin' in the city

Actin' like I wasn't up on Madi, 'fore they had to run with Quincy

Like I wasn't on the block when Teresa got shot

And Sherrod Collins shopped, just to fuck with Lil Jimmy

And still I ain't switch, I ain't even act funny

And I'm still with the steel, case a **** act funny

Cause I know they want me dead, they want you wearin' black, Ronnie

But I'm cool with some **** that'll get 'em whacked for me

For some lil' bit of money, not even the tax money

You just a lil' bit of hungry, you gettin' the pack, homie

I put a lil' pressure on him, I'm shootin' the Mac, homie

You takin' a nap, homie, let's call it a wrap, homie

Cut, print, beautiful guys, dyno-mite

This sound like me too, no features, well me

And the other me and the other me, naw it's just two

I remember them long ass nights

Serving Eddie out the Jeep and Clip Kelly Around the same time I lost the load

He was smackin' off the blow

So you know big bro put me on the payroll Gone off the nip thinking fuck that shit

I don't wanna work a pack, **** pay me for a hit

'Cause I got my own gig, I ain't finna be checkin' 30 off a lick, like a fucking little kid

He said fuck it, since we on the subject

You my little homie and I see you want the money

Here's a 15, you check 50 off a bundle

And still keep the 30, so you owe 1500, don't rush it

Ridin' 'round around that bitch hitting' P's, like it's nothing

Steadily matching Mookie, bag for bag gettin' blunted

Steadily rolling weed, weed spillin' while I'm turning

While he BackPage hunting, different hoes steadily comin'

Hope that **** know I love him, still can't believe the story

Mad Max hit the phone, like six in the morning (Fuck!)

They just took a real **** from me

Now I only want the rain cause the pain gettin' to me

Know a lot of **** hatin' and they ways gettin' to me

But I'm cool in my ways like the shade when it's sunny

Heard a lot of **** flodgin' like they takin' it from me

But they know I got it on like they gave this bitch to me

I can merch it on my baby cause I know these **** tradin'

And I know the game dirty and I know these bitches fakin'

And I know these **** waitin', so you know it got no safety

I'ma shoot it, on my baby, let him try me', he won't make it

I bang it, leave him hangin', I'm Wilt Chamberlain when I'm scorin'

A hundred run up on him, ain't no way he pullin' through 'em

They see me and they smilin', but they steady hatin' on him

I don't trust nann ****, you can tell that to the homies, bitch

'Member them nights, I'm rollin' off Oso with Max, he got the pipe

If nobody gon' ride, I'm knowin' he gon' strike

All that crazy shit we did, not knowin' if we was right, on the 4 you with it (On my son)

I hit Fresh like, "what' up, is you comin'?"

He with a bitch, I hang up, it's no discussion (Man)

The opps still a subject, so fuck it

Hit the hood, roll the wood, bro we good

Cause I got it, just peel off

I'm rollin' and I'm on it, like, I gotta get this bitch off

I'm thirsty and it irks me, but I'm numb when it kick off

I'm smiling, I be wildin' while I'm steady gettin' licks off

Just laughin' while you gaspin', you'll never know I'm pissed off

It's Well Adapted, Weight Up Flex and Sming Team

And YFN, shout out Young Money and DG

And SBG, some cold gang ****, and Steve Team

Take my hat off to the gang, them **** believed me, On 4NEM

Yeah, Prince Weird, my "Night After Night"

Well Adapted, Adapted Well, I'm balanced now