Yung P. - Night Trends

Bae I keep it real with you be my motivation
Private dinners bitch I'm trynna ball need reservations
It's been way too long trynna take the summer for vacation
Life been getting hot bitch I need some ventilation
She said where you going this is starting to be a night trend
I said bae just trust me I'll be back before the night ends
working way to hard she said could you get some light rest
Ima always focus on myself until my life ends
That's when I tear it off
If it's about some drama I can't help it I can't get involved
Extra long clip just in case I need to air it out
Get up every morning fill my bags go and run my routes
Always on my toes especially if you say you love me
Can't show em too much love they gone act like they above me
Vacuum-sealed zips on the plane please don't judge me
Grew up in a world where they put paper over loyalty
Running to the money every day I do it joyfully
Selling packs never really thought there was a choice for me
Paper bag boy tell my momma I got groceries
Watch out for the shade they gone try to say it jokingly
Sucka watch how you approaching me
You ain't in the industry then why the fuck you coaching me
You waiting for that moment that I slip then do it patiently
I'm sticking to the plan every day I did it faithfully
Bae I keep it real with you be my motivation
Private dinners bitch I'm trynna ball need reservations
It's been way too long trynna take the summer for vacation
Life been getting hot bitch I need some ventilation
She said where you going this is starting to be a night trend
I said bae just trust me I'll be back before the night ends
working way to hard she said could you get some light rest
Ima always focus on myself until my life ends
Cuz is rolling woods I'm carrying duffles in my hands
When you work this hard you ain't taking no advance
Sitting with my commissaries talking breaking bands
If you trynna make it out then you gone have to take a chance
I'm plotting bitch I need a hundred bands
Yes
Sleeping in the hills she come with friends
Blessed
I stole her heart then left it up for grabs
I'm copping like ten P's he cop a half
If you ain't in yo bag get off yo ass
Bitch I can't get my foot up off the gas
They scared to be in public all those lies on the internet
Be careful what you posting all those eyes on the internet
Money coming in but I always need a bigger check
Watch out who you trust they gone always be yo biggest threat
Ballin finna leave this world with no regret
You still tripping bout the same shit I can't get upset
Brodie slipping round that corner we gone get him wet
Bae I keep it real with you be my motivation
Private dinners bitch I'm trynna ball need reservations
It's been way too long trynna take the summer for vacation
Life been getting hot bitch I need some ventilation
She said where you going this is starting to be a night trend
I said bae just trust me I'll be back before the night ends
working way to hard she said could you get some light rest
Ima always focus on myself until my life ends

Written by:
Norberto Cabrera-Martinez

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