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letra de all night - joey fatts

[verse 1]
young n-gg- and i’m self made
blowing smoke while i switch lanes, yeah
i’m knowing that these n-gg-s hate
riding around with the top down so i’m feeling shade
it was [?] back in my days
now i got steak and lobster on my dinner plate
for six months i was in the cage
but i didn’t fault a n-gg-, couldn’t lose faith
cause he come up from nothing, got my n-gg-s stunting
if i had to i’d do it again
still flexing that [?] now we in the benz
shawty flexing on me, [?] and her friends
[?]
you run up your family won’t see you again
caught me a strike, almost went to the pen
call up a lawyer, got money to spend, yeah
put this bullsh-t behind me
then tried to hit me with a nine piece
now i’m riding around with a dime piece, yeah
still keep that glock right beside me, yeah
she not my main thing, just a nice fling, yeah
but i give her d-ck til she [?] me, yeah
and i ain’t hiding me, if you looking for me
on the east side is where you find me, yeah

[chorus]
ride around stunting baby all night
arm out the window, rolly all ice
i’m really getting money and it’s all mine
i keep that pistol on me, know we alright
ride around stunting baby all night
arm out the window, rolly all ice
i’m really getting money and it’s all mine
i keep that pistol on me, know we alright

[verse 2]
know we alright, know we alright yeah
from all them times we stayed up grinding them long nights yeah
feel like [?] with the pyrex, been trapping that off white yeah
as a kid used to dream of a cutl-ss [?] dual exhaust pipes, uh
can you believe i went got it?
ask about cutthroat, we poppin’ yeah
discussions know we be the topic
remember shopping at hot topic yeah
now it’s [?] louis, gucci
used to front on me now she wanna do me
back in grade school i thought i had the cooties
now the same b-tches throwing me the coochie
i went back and got it cause i worked for it
too many times that i heard about ole boy
he was riding clean, got addicted lean
now he a fiend, he ain’t got sh-t to show for it
this type of sh-t seem folklore
i lost it all then got it all back right
i had to go and get my act right
now a n-gg- sliding car smelling like black ice

- joey fatts

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