FtL Big Ju - Night Time Drive

Double styrofoam cup
It ain't no lean
But the shit got me twisted
I don't need to pop pills at all
This gas got me lifted
Niggas really be hating on my purity
Plus I'm gifted
Im just trynna count the lettuce up
Fuck the beef and all that diss shit
Niggas sayin I switched up
Cause Im just strictly focused on my grind
Trynna put my momma in a Bentley truck and a mansion
While she in her right mind
This the type of shit that be on my mind
When I take a ride in the night time
This the type of shit that be on my mind
When I take a ride in the night time
This shit feel like a dream sometime
It really be hard to believe
How a lil nigga from Peabody lane can boss his life up
And his claim his spot as a king
While at the same time
Do everything wit swagger
And stacking big amounts of Green
It take too long to count it up by hand
So I had to invest in a money machine
Grab me two cups and I pour up
We running sacks back to the bank
Lost label running the score up
Then we back on the grind to get more bucks
Time is expensive
You ain't talking money I'm sorry
But I don't give no fucks
Pass me that gas bout to roll up
Then hop in the booth and go up
I'm bout to double up
Tell a bad bitch gimme a refill
Need more Ju punch in my cup
I teach my hoes how to mix it up
She my lil boo thang
Yea she slim thick
Wit some ass and some C cups
I smoke so much pressure
The end of the week
I hit up the plug to re-up
Most of these niggas
Be acting like school girls
Ass kissing and cliquing up
Niggas fell out of the circle
Cause they wasn't solid
Nah nah they wasn't real enough
This one for people that could've stayed down
Remember you wasn't feeling us
Bout to go from a Chevy to Bentley truck
And my brudda gone keep him a blicky tucked
These shades ain't designer
But they block the haters out
I'm always workin nigga fuck a drought
Lazy niggas won't know what I'm talking bout
Cause they focused on bitches and petty clout
I be low key
Barely popping out
If it ain't bout success what you talking bout
When I used to roll backwoods it was dark stout
Be careful cause people put your darkest secrets out
Probably not your favorite artist
When ya kids grow up
Imma be in they top ten
I'm ahead of my time
I'm the shit forever
I'm sticking out
While you fitting in
Ahead of my time
Im the shit forever
Im sticking out
While you fitting in
Ahead of my time
Im the shit forever
Im sticking out
While you fitting in
Double styrofoam cup
It ain't no lean but the shit got me twisted
I don't need to pop pills at all
This gas got me lifted
Niggas really be hating on my purity
Plus I'm gifted
Im just trynna count the lettuce up
Fuck the beef and all that diss shit

Written by:
Adam Austin

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