"Night Life" lyrics
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Pablo Juan
I get on the flight, I ain't sleeping at night
I'm cold hearted, I put that bitch on ice
I got a new plug, and the price is right
Never be a worker, fck it, I'm on the strike
Everything real, I don't know what fake feel like
Quit all that cappin, little ngga, this real life
I'm fighting these demons, I still fight
I ain't crack, I ain't fold, I'm sealed tight
Right back to the money, like riding a bike
Shining in the dark, I don't need a light
It's a drought on real nggas, I'm Peter-like
Kick the bitch out the house, she ain't eat it right
Going catching the play like Jerry Rice
Got the same clothes, but you ain't wear it right
All the shit I've seen, that's a scary sight
Wanna walk in my shoes, it ain't nothing nice
I came from the bottom, got ninety-nine problems
Can't talk to the police, I'm Declining Your Offer
Came from the spot, where everybody bosses
Real nigga don't do no pillow talking
When the price is right, nigga, I wheel of fortune
Can't pay them attention, I can't afford it
They be calling for work, but I'm still recording
Get ghosts on that bitch, I'm still avoiding
In my hood, I'm the goat, like I'm Jordan
Get on the flight, and I'm clear when I'm boarding
Ain't about money, then it ain't important
You know I'm a ride, and it's only in foreigns
Takin' It states to the state, like I'm touring
They hard to get rid of, but I'm horning
I'm still up when you wake in the morning
Hatin' on me, I probably Ignoring
In a raining day, my shit is pouring
Stayed down so much, then this sht getting boring
Jump out the porch Head First, for no warning
I'ma stay fly, yeah, I'm soaring
They slept on me, I am snoring
I rock Louis V, like it Ralph Lauren
They ain't give me sht, so I don't owe 'em
Want see me dead, but I ain't Going
I get on the flight, I ain't sleeping at night
I'm cold hearted, I put that bitch on ice
I got a new plug, and the price is right
Never be a worker, fuck it, I'm on the strike
Everything real, I don't know what fake feel like
Quit all that cappin, little nigga, this real life
I'm fighting these demons, I still fight
I ain't crack, I ain't fold, I'm sealed tight
Right back to the money, like riding a bike
Shining in the dark, I don't need a light
It's a drought on real niggas, I'm Peter-like
Kick the bitch out the house, she ain't eat it right
Going catching the play like Jerry Rice
Got the same clothes, but you ain't wear it right
All the sht I've seen, that's a scary sight
Wanna walk in my shoes, it ain't nothing nice
They cross me, I feel like I'm Jesus Christ
Stop trusting these niggas, the key to life
Fcked up in the head, I still need advice
No bed, so how I'm gonna sleep at night?
No bread, someday we ain't eat at night
Go down the road, gotta keep a knife
Don't do too much talking, don't need a mic
Take your ass in the house, you see streetlights
You live by the code, gotta die by It
I take a loss, i ain't finna cry bout it
Ain't no pussy, so I ain't got nine lives
Every niggas looked out, on the blind side
Tryna take me out the game, I ain't sideline
I got morals, I follow the guidelines
Got a daughter every year, that's my Valentine
They forgot about me, out of sight, out of mind
Skateboard P, I stay on the grind
Don't need your help, but thank you for trying
Keep this shit real, I ain't faking or lying
They gon' show you who they is, watch out for signs
Tryna pay the bills, ain't never on time
Tryna make a million, better my kind
I'm keeping it a hundred, I ain't have a dime
Throw Dirt on my name, and I bet I'ma Shine
I get on the flight, I ain't sleeping at night
I'm cold hearted, I put that btch on ice
I got a new plug, and the price is right
Never be a worker, fck it, I'm on the strike
Everything real, I don't know what fake feel like
Quit all that cappin, little ngga, this real life
I'm fighting these demons, I still fight
I ain't crack, I ain't fold, I'm sealed tight
Right back to the money, like riding a bike
Shining in the dark, I don't need a light
It's a drought on real nggas, I'm Peter-like
Kick the btch out the house, she ain't eat it right
Going catching the play like Jerry Rice
Got the same clothes, but you ain't wear it right
All the sht I've seen, that's a scary sight
Wanna walk in my shoes, it ain't nothi
Pablo Juan
I get on the flight, I ain't sleeping at night
I'm cold hearted, I put that bitch on ice
I got a new plug, and the price is right
Never be a worker, fck it, I'm on the strike
Everything real, I don't know what fake feel like
Quit all that cappin, little ngga, this real life
I'm fighting these demons, I still fight
I ain't crack, I ain't fold, I'm sealed tight
Right back to the money, like riding a bike
Shining in the dark, I don't need a light
It's a drought on real nggas, I'm Peter-like
Kick the bitch out the house, she ain't eat it right
Going catching the play like Jerry Rice
Got the same clothes, but you ain't wear it right
All the shit I've seen, that's a scary sight
Wanna walk in my shoes, it ain't nothing nice
I came from the bottom, got ninety-nine problems
Can't talk to the police, I'm Declining Your Offer
Came from the spot, where everybody bosses
Real nigga don't do no pillow talking
When the price is right, nigga, I wheel of fortune
Can't pay them attention, I can't afford it
They be calling for work, but I'm still recording
Get ghosts on that bitch, I'm still avoiding
In my hood, I'm the goat, like I'm Jordan
Get on the flight, and I'm clear when I'm boarding
Ain't about money, then it ain't important
You know I'm a ride, and it's only in foreigns
Takin' It states to the state, like I'm touring
They hard to get rid of, but I'm horning
I'm still up when you wake in the morning
Hatin' on me, I probably Ignoring
In a raining day, my shit is pouring
Stayed down so much, then this sht getting boring
Jump out the porch Head First, for no warning
I'ma stay fly, yeah, I'm soaring
They slept on me, I am snoring
I rock Louis V, like it Ralph Lauren
They ain't give me sht, so I don't owe 'em
Want see me dead, but I ain't Going
I get on the flight, I ain't sleeping at night
I'm cold hearted, I put that bitch on ice
I got a new plug, and the price is right
Never be a worker, fuck it, I'm on the strike
Everything real, I don't know what fake feel like
Quit all that cappin, little nigga, this real life
I'm fighting these demons, I still fight
I ain't crack, I ain't fold, I'm sealed tight
Right back to the money, like riding a bike
Shining in the dark, I don't need a light
It's a drought on real niggas, I'm Peter-like
Kick the bitch out the house, she ain't eat it right
Going catching the play like Jerry Rice
Got the same clothes, but you ain't wear it right
All the sht I've seen, that's a scary sight
Wanna walk in my shoes, it ain't nothing nice
They cross me, I feel like I'm Jesus Christ
Stop trusting these niggas, the key to life
Fcked up in the head, I still need advice
No bed, so how I'm gonna sleep at night?
No bread, someday we ain't eat at night
Go down the road, gotta keep a knife
Don't do too much talking, don't need a mic
Take your ass in the house, you see streetlights
You live by the code, gotta die by It
I take a loss, i ain't finna cry bout it
Ain't no pussy, so I ain't got nine lives
Every niggas looked out, on the blind side
Tryna take me out the game, I ain't sideline
I got morals, I follow the guidelines
Got a daughter every year, that's my Valentine
They forgot about me, out of sight, out of mind
Skateboard P, I stay on the grind
Don't need your help, but thank you for trying
Keep this shit real, I ain't faking or lying
They gon' show you who they is, watch out for signs
Tryna pay the bills, ain't never on time
Tryna make a million, better my kind
I'm keeping it a hundred, I ain't have a dime
Throw Dirt on my name, and I bet I'ma Shine
I get on the flight, I ain't sleeping at night
I'm cold hearted, I put that btch on ice
I got a new plug, and the price is right
Never be a worker, fck it, I'm on the strike
Everything real, I don't know what fake feel like
Quit all that cappin, little ngga, this real life
I'm fighting these demons, I still fight
I ain't crack, I ain't fold, I'm sealed tight
Right back to the money, like riding a bike
Shining in the dark, I don't need a light
It's a drought on real nggas, I'm Peter-like
Kick the btch out the house, she ain't eat it right
Going catching the play like Jerry Rice
Got the same clothes, but you ain't wear it right
All the sht I've seen, that's a scary sight
Wanna walk in my shoes, it ain't nothi
