Pepe Dadon - Danny's Rule Book (feat. B.Rich.) [Flashbacks Remix]

I remember nights I wouldn't be shit
Now I'm pulling up I got the mean whip
Now I got the headlights beaming
Posted up on the corner with some demons
Call em up
Call em up
With some real shooters that'll cross you up
Stepping in the rain with some forces on
We from New York come and fuck with us
We ain't really have it we just want it and we got it
Pulling up fast quick skirt like a rocket
She just watching
How we mobbing
She astonished
Trynna hit my phone quick
I ain't with the talking
You already know that we ain't walking
Pull up in a beamer maybe two-seater
Interior got her nauseous
You weren't there when I was struggling
You weren't there when I was hustling
Thot shit
Everything you do you popping nonsense
Stop it
Pulled up on your friend with my cock litt
If I could do it again I wouldn't change shit
If I could do it again I'd fuck with your main friend
Thought you really had changed but you the same bitch
Now I see what you doing shawty that ain't it
I remember nights I wouldn't be shit
Now I'm pulling up I got the mean whip
Swervin
Now I got the headlights beaming
Posted up on the corner with some demons
Call em up
Call em up
With some real shooters that'll cross you up
Stepping in the rain with some forces on
We from New York come and fuck with us
Come and fuck with us
Come and fuck with us
Come and fuck with us
We from New York come and fuck with us
Come and fuck with us
Come and fuck with us
Come and fuck with us
We from New York come and fuck with us
The top of the building sky is the limit tell me what a feeling it is
Stars on the ceiling
Vibes in the healing
Headed for the millions
Rocking Timberland boots with the fur goose
Streets go so hard they could hurt you
My flow so hard im referred to
Don't play bitch you can get work too
I remember nights I wouldn't be shit
Now I'm pulling up I got the mean whip
Swervin
Now I got the headlights beaming
Posted up on the corner with some demons
Call em up
Call em up
With some real shooters that'll cross you up
Stepping in the rain with some forces on
We from New York come and fuck with us
I remember nights where I wish I got a callback
I remember days where I be wishing
Spent it on a shawty who ended up turning back
I hate it when nigga's be switching
Now you spending nights all alone
Calling me daddy saying please pick up the phone
Stop playing stop acting like you grown
Your true colors been shown
Now I'm getting money on my own
I remember nights I wouldn't be shit
Now I'm pulling up I got the mean whip
Swervin
Now I got the headlights beaming
Posted up on the corner with some demons
Call em up
Call em up
With some real shooters that'll cross you up
Stepping in the rain with some forces on
We from New York come and fuck with us

Written by:
Esai Ellis, Jose Filion Jr., Lorenzo Martin

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