Late Nights
LNDN DRGS, Jay Worthy, Jim Jones, Larry June
Watchin' boats pass (yeah), livin' so fast (yeah)
Livin' life casual (check), platinum watch fragile (yeah)
I been maintainin', still fightin' through it (ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
I got the heart to do it (heart to do it), I'm takin' bigger steps (bigger steps)
I live a normal life (normal life), I like to ride my bike (for real)
I came a long way from cold nights dodgin' Vice (yeah)
She jumped on the flight (on the flight), I'm talkin' real life (real life)
And never put your heart in it if it don't feel right (uh)
I'm talkin' assets (yeah), I'm talkin' better life (yeah)
I'm talkin' bein' a bigger man, I'm talkin' sacrifices (yeah)
Put us with the greats (with the greats), we the new legends (ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
Never crack under pressure (damn), you got somethin' special (sock it to me)
You know how much you mean to me (on and on, on and on)
I know the game's been good to me (on and on, on and on)
I know you really just want my love and time (on and on)
You know you always on my mind (on and on)
Liquor stores with gang writings on the wall too (true)
Let you know where you at if you don't know, fool
Eatin' cereal in house shoes like Ice Cube (ha)
On Fridays I lay low and smoke weed too
Take my bitch to the blade just past noon
Bump a Wu-Tang track, ayy, cash rules (cream)
Everything around me, homie, that's true (true)
Learned my game in the west side, piru
Keep your head straight, these streets'll misguide you
Keep a nine nowadays when I ride through (ride through)
'Cause even marks earn stripes, they'll ride, too
At M&M's off the 'Shaw eatin' soul food (Off of King)
104, Snooty Fox, that's my old room
Your bitch chose if we playin' by the old rules
Vegas night, cheap flights, I'm a cold dude
And rich boys late nights with the whole crew
You know how much you mean to me (on and on, on and on)
I know the game's been good to me (on and on, on and on)
I know you really just want my love and time (on and on)
You know you always on my mind (on and on)
I'm like Jordan vs. Iverson, I'm the rookie and the vet (swish)
Gettin' high front the Clear port, eatin' cookies on the jet (damn)
I went to vegas to pick up cash from a bookie for a vet (get that)
And I got homies locked up just like tookie to the death (eastside)
Sixteen gettin' cash, we was playin' hooky, gettin' wet (that's a fact)
'Member whippin' in the kitchen, thought we was cookin' like a chef
All these pussies don't want it like I tried to hook up with my ex
You better learn these cold streets 'fore you get booked like a tech, stupid
Smarten up, nigga, you need to read the pages
Most people judge the cover, they don't see the pages
And now we on stages, boy, we been travelin' the world
I be gettin' so high on the plane it's like I travel with the Lord (amen)
Used to travel in the Ford, I think it was a Taurus
Out of town tryna blend in, but we was lookin' like a tourist (stickin' out)
Tryna get the whole town hooked, just like it was a chorus
So I can come through, back to back roses just like I was a florist
You know how much you mean to me (on and on, on and on)
I know the game's been good to me (on and on, on and on)
I know you really just want my love and time (on and on)
You know you always on my mind (on and on)
(Color her sunshine
Color her all night
Sprinkle moondust in her hair
And love, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Written by: James Jeffery Sidhoo, Joseph Guillermo Jones II, Larry Eugene Hendricks III, Sean HouseLyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLCLyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
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