Babyfxce E - That One Night

It's that one night
Driving in that dude something ain't feel right
Boys got behind us and they hit the lights
I ain't finna pull over niggas this a strike
On our way to the crib we was coming from the D
Thinking shit sweat gas running close to E
Ain't nobody in the car it was just me and sleaze
They gone have to see it through i got some shit up my sleeve
Have you ever had that feeling
Body shaking looking in the mirror
Twenty boys on your ass trying to come and get you
Got to be smart about your actions got somebody with you
I can't let my boy go down for some shit i got him into
Thought i was gone get caught had to get that shit up out my mental
This a fast car it ain't nothing like no fucking rental
Bj on the phone telling me to drive nigga im fin to
Pulling up to a pump they tried to box us on the station
They boxed my niggas in they had a plan they wasn't waiting
In a split second I thought of all the shit that i was facing
So I went around and took off with no hesitation
I swear to god this a true story nigga no faking
One twenty down every side street no braking
This a scat I don't know why they tried to chase me
When i seen how many it was im like tonight they ain't playing
I thought i lost them for a minute when I turned down the street
In somebody front yard i got the car behind they tree
I had to park it for a minute mind racing i had to think
But they still around so i left and went towards east
Srt had to think they can't catch me on the highway
Left from the tree its already four coming our way
On my ass did the dash trying to pass dort highway
No cap I thought this chase was gone last like 5 days
Looked over asked sleaze have you ever been to jail before
He said naw you?
I said i ain't never been but i aint trying to
Gas looking low we gone have to see it through
Hopped on the highway and then I pushed the limit
I knew they wasn't Following because I Took them out their district
And the other city knew I was coming because they tipped them
So I hit a UE on the highway where the boys be chilling
It's 4 AM and I'm going towards Linden charter
Fredo not answering so I don't know where to park it
I did some smart shit and put it in some apartment's
I told sleaze tomorrow this bitch going on the market
Backed in the spot hopped out and started walking
He had a bad feeling all day my brother get to calling
He said where you at? you in the scat?
I'm like naw nigga im walking
You would've knew i was in that dude cause you'd hear that bitch talking
(It take one night for your ass to be locked up in that cell)
(It take one night for your ass downtown with no bail)
(Ain't no money on your books only thing you get is mail)
(Man y'all better strap y'all nut's cause you little niggas frail)

Written by:
Efrem Blackwell

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