Jeff Porter, Teathetruth - Nights Like These

Hard to make things right when you just go left
You been living under a rock if you ain't heard Jeff
You ain't tappin' in you just been tappin' out
Actin' like you dope but all you really do is rap for clout
Puttin' in the work you took the faster route, I'm the one they ask about
Big fish up in this bitch, I'm like a bass or trout
Studio session smokin' and drinkin' 'til I'm passin' out
Always knew that I was made for this I never had a doubt
I was on a bad path, so then I had to reroute
Now I'm such a boss, an executive like I'm Steve Stoute
Love the finer things in life that's why I drink the Treehouse
Roast you like some barbeque but I ain't even from the south
Nights like these, we cookin' verses down at Mike P's
I'm the franchise of this shit, in my white tee
Said she met some rappers but none of them ever like me
Now she courtside with me got me feelin' like Spike Lee
We in the stu, late night until the sun rises
Rip another show, we racking up dumb mileage
We in the stu, late night until the sun rises
Rip another show, we racking up dumb mileage
Dropping songs for three years, but writing for a decade
Started as a hobby but now I see I can get paid
I'm writin' essays, I'm in my prime, these my best days
Build it from the ground up, I really wrote the template
Let your time slip away then who is it to blame
If you do this for the fame then me and you are not the same
I really fuckin' love this, I'm a student of the game
And I could truly never lose it cause this music in my veins
I'm not even gonna play, you should see what's in the stash
Like a synchronized swimmer I'ma always make a splash
Do it for the right reasons know my purpose is real
Me and Tea, we on a run like Bird and McHale
Been practicin' every single day, cause now we in the playoffs
Smokin' every verse until I'm on Rap Radar
That's word to Elliott and B Dot Miller
Even if I take an L, I'ma keep my chin up
We in the stu, late night until the sun rises
Rip another show, we racking up dumb mileage
We in the stu, late night until the sun rises
Rip another show, we racking up dumb mileage
For the right reasons know my purpose is real
Me and Tea, we on a run like Bird and McHale

Written by:
Jeff Porter

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