MBD Bari - Late Night

I was trapping in the late night
Tryna figure out how to get my cake right
Blow a bag and make it double in the same night
I been working hard through the late night
Words that cut deeper than a steak knife
Fucked a nigga bitch I know it ain't right
She only call me when she needed Laid right
So I be creeping in the late night

I'm in my bag fr
On my way to the cash Fr
I'm tryna stAck a mil
So I can brag fr
These niggas hate that they see me with racks n that got em mad Fr
Two 30's that's two strikes like a nigga goin back to jail
Running for the money like a track race
I'm in first second n third so no last place
Going towards the cash quick like a fast break
When They see me eating they like bro how that cash taste
Know that I got it don't ask how I get it
Don't tell me you hungry cuz that's not my not my business
Where was y'all when I was tired of living
Y'all got y'all hands out but wasn't nobody giving
It's my turn to flex now I'm running up a check now
A lot of y'all left me so now y'all left out
I wonder why you hoes wanna text now
N all u niggas wanna give me so much respect now
I got the juice no Minute Maid
All y'all is minute made
Y'all here when I'm up but gone as fast as the minute came
Who was there when I was shooting in the gym
No td celebration I was shooting in the field
I been getting high head above the rim
Drowning in the pain wishing that I could swim
Thinking bout my brother do it all for him
Stack a mil blow it before the night ends
Laugh about it go to sleep wake up n do it all again

I was trapping in the late night
Tryna figure out how to get my cake right
Blow a bag and make it double in the same night
I been working hard through the late night
Words that cut deeper than a steak knife
Fucked a nigga bitch I know it ain't right
She only call me when she needed Laid right
So I be creeping in the late night

My pockets is looking like Pinocchio
When I say I don't got it my money grow
Don't tell all my business to these hungry hoes
Sit back kick back and watch the money blow
Remember them times when I was on my own
Remember times when I didn't have a room
Matter of fact didn't even have a room
From coming up short to money being long
U fake niggas like to ride me
Them snakes slither tryna bite me
Not dej loaf but don't try me
Y'all like talkin shit check yo hygiene
People said they was real I'm watched them all leave
If u ain't fucking or paying don't call me
And I like to eat but all beef
Get a nigga sick without applying all heat
Ill do a nigga greasy no fast food
Shawty bad but what that cash do
It's 2019 I'm making cash moves
And stopping me is a bad move
Shooting shots they all hitting
Accurate shit I'm never missing
Snatching bitches like a rescue mission
Then I wet em up like I did the dishes
Cocky wit it but I'm never chicken
Falling off but I'm never trippin
Bounce back till I hit the ceiling
Bring the roof down till I make a killin
I would die for this I kinda feel like krillin
Used to look it up how to make a million
Now I see it clear I'm gone go n get it
Stayed up late night then I went n did it

I was trapping in the late night
Tryna figure out how to get my cake right
Blow a bag and make it double in the same night
I been working hard through the late night
Words that cut deeper than a steak knife
Fucked a nigga bitch I know it ain't right
She only call me when she needed Laid right
So I be creeping in the late night

Written by:
Debari Augustine

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